Finn smiled a secret smile. Music made him happy, made him alive; you could see it in his face and whole being.
Barney played beautifully, but we were all exhausted, and it made for an early night.
I woke around two in the morning to dead stillness. Burk was curled up half on top of me. We were sweaty, to say the least, but no way was I going to disturb him, let alone move him off me. The window was open just a crack, which probably wasn’t a great idea, but you had to have some air. The moon was high up, looking innocent and pure.
I thought about our meeting with Phil later today at the cathedral and wondered how we would get all seven of us over there. I was sure Burk would think of a way. He was wonderful, and he was mine. And I hadn’t had to do the chasing either; he’d made it plain that all I had to do was accept. I wasn’t even too sure that my not accepting would have deterred him.