“I’m fine.” My voice still shook, but I managed to smile at him. “It was just intense.”
To distract him, I leaned in and kissed him, slipping my tongue softly between his lips.
“I meant it,” I murmured shakily against his mouth. “I want you so much it should scare me. But it doesn’t.”
Lonan let out a shuddering breath.
“Me too,” he whispered, laying back and pulling me down with him. “But I am scared. I’m terrified that I won’t get to have you forever.”
“You will,” I told him, cupping his face and staring into his big black eyes. “I promise.”
“You shouldn’t make promises to the Folk.” He looked up at me, brows pinched. His throat bobbed as he swallowed.
I smiled. “I don’t mind making them to you.”