His eyes widened in surprise. “Rooming? Me? You are... truly?”
“Why are you surprised, Reeve? We’ve spoken about this.” She giggled at his reaction. “Yes, of course. I’m certain I want you with me. Why wouldn’t I?”
“No, I know you have mentioned it before. I just... I don’t know what to say, Kit. I’m so honored, I can’t even tell you. Whether it’s tonight or tomorrow night or a year from now, I am grateful to have the opportunity to get to know you even better. You are captivating, my princess, and I am the luckiest man alive.”
Still giggling, Kit leaned up on her tiptoes. The feel of his soft lips as they grazed hers made her knees fold slightly; his steady arms wrapped around her torso lifted her and gave her strength.
“Thank you, Kit.” Reeve’s whisper caressed her cheek. She took a deep breath and leaned in to him, a shield of solace forming around them for just a moment, forcing everything and everyone else out of their haven.
