Chapter 831 The Gentle Impulse Of Love

• It did not matter where they stood; he would have kissed her in a crowded street or under the harsh lights of a war-room just the same. Because when you truly loved someone, boundaries dissolved and only the need to touch remained.
• Annabeth blinked once—slow and deliberate—studying him with a curiosity that made his heart stumble.
• "That single flutter of her lashes was so disarmingly cute that Sebastian never saw the ambush coming. Her hand yanked his tie. His balance vanished, and his whole world plunged toward her. The instant their lips met, honeyed sweetness washed away any hint of discomfort, any awareness that she still had him by the necktie.