~ SASHA ~
The fire popped, startling her out of the doze she'd fallen into.
Zev's weight was a welcome blanket, his face buried in her neck, the stubble on his jaw rasping against her skin when he turned his head to look at her.
She turned her head and stared at each other, nose to nose. She lifted a hand to push back the hair that had fallen over his eyes.
She didn't have words.
She'd always loved him—since she was so young. Always felt like he loved her—until recent years, when the voices of others started echoing in her head, arguing with that. But her instincts… the deepest part of her had always known, always believed that she held his heart just as tightly as he held hers.
But this?
