Chapter 114 Beg Me Not To

• Eve
• The rain hadn’t stopped, but the cold that had settled in my bones started to thaw the moment I opened the door and saw him still there kneeling on the porch, soaked through, shivering, eyes red and desperate.
• I stepped forward without thinking, arms opening. Sage rose on unsteady legs and crashed into me, hugging me so tight it hurt in the best way. His wet clothes pressed against mine, cold and clinging, but I didn’t care. I wrapped my arms around his neck, burying my face in his shoulder, breathing him in—rain, whiskey, and the familiar scent that was just Sage.