Chapter 154: Leigh

I circled the hood, already missing the warmth of Callum's hand. His trembling fingers stilled the second I took them in mine, and his resulting grin triggered an equally large one that hurt my cheeks. All this goofy smiling probably made me look like a dumbass, but I didn't care. Life, being alive, being me, was good, and I so desperately wanted to keep it that way.

"So you didn't have any part in this?" I asked.

"A little." The wind fanned his bed-head even more as he slid closer, so close, my skin heated, and not from his warm cinnamon breath on my forehead either. With a slow finger, he grazed my blowing hair up past my jaw and behind my ear, leaving me breathless. "I kept you distracted."

"Pretty sure it was the other way around," I said, or tried to, since I couldn't seem to get enough air.