Chapter 11

What greeted him wasn’t a ring, yet was equally as important.

It was, of all things, a key.

Nolan plucked it from the box, letting it dangle from his hand, finding a keychain had been attached. When he let the two rest in the palm of his hand, he discovered the keychain was shaped like a heart, bearing his name and Makai’s. Tears welled in his eyes. The implication behind the gift was as clear as day.

“Do you like it?”

Words failed him, so Nolan simply nodded.

“Will you?” Makai asked, his voice a little shaky, hesitation in his tone. “Will you, Nolan Argois, do me the honor of sharing a dwelling with me?”