30. Defeat And Desperation.

"That is… that's just…" Alaric trailed off, his brow creasing in awe.

Nicolette chuckled at the expression on his face. That was a great suggestion, and he knew it too.

She watched as he stroked his chin in thought, his confusion filling her with more joy, but she didn't say anything. She gave him time to digest the whole idea.

Nicolette walked to the big bed in the room and sank on it. She was shocked at the softness, and she knew if Alaric wasn't standing there right now, she would collapse into it.

"I mean…" Alaric paused, clearly stunned. He scratched his head, pacing around the room. "It's genius. I don't know why I didn't think of that."

Her cheeks warmed unexpectedly, her heart skipping at his compliment, her mind drifting to that kiss. She shook the memory from her head but held her smile, trying not to let him see her blush. "Thank you."