“I do,” I said. I’d been able to see through most of them, anyway, and I more or less appreciated Kit’s attempts to preserve my dignity.
I still wasn’t happy that he’d never told me who hewas, but I’d forgiven him.
I loved him. He was my best friend. OfcourseI’d forgiven him for that. Besides, it wasn’t like he could do it again.
Kit looked up with those pretty blue eyes of his, lips silently pleading for a kiss. Who was I to say no to that?
I loved the sound he made when I kissed him, like I was the best thing his lips had ever touched. I loved that helikedme.
“Sleep,” I said, stroking his hair again. “I get the feeling tomorrow isn’t going to be an improvement on today.”
“It’s not,” Kit sighed. “But we’ll be home before New Year’s. Just a couple more days to get through.”
“As long as you’re here with me,” I said. “The two of us can handle anything.”
