"Remember what I told you?" Tessa asked, her voice soft but knowing.
At those words, Parker's mind drifted back—back to a different time, a different place. They had still been staying at the penthouse in Black Tower, indulging in the luxury that felt like a fleeting dream. One of those nights, they had gone out to eat, and over dinner, between teasing glances and quiet laughter, she had told him exactly what she would do first if she ever got powers.
Talk about keeping promises!
His lips curved slightly. "I do. Come here."
Tessa barely had a moment to react before Parker pulled her close. She tumbled into his arms, her body fitting against his like a memory that had never faded. She was still seated, her breath catching, but he lifted her effortlessly—like she weighed nothing, like she was made for this. Her legs folded naturally as he settled her onto his lap, her arms slipping around his neck in a slow, lazy embrace.