Charis
We were sitting on Rhett's bed, just talking and decompressing from the chaos of the evening. Rhett was leaning against the headboard, and I was sitting cross-legged beside him. Slater was sprawled at the foot of the bed, his usual relaxed self.
"I still can't believe everything that happened tonight," I said, shaking my head.
"Welcome to my family," Rhett said dryly. "Drama is our speciality."
Slater laughed. "At least your family has passion. Mine are so morally upright that I am the first person in my lineage to ever be in a scandal."
I smiled, feeling some of the tension leave my shoulders. Being with them felt easy.
Then Rhett's hand found mine, threading through them as his gaze sought mine and held.
"Mate or not mate, I would have fallen madly in love with you, Charis. You're an amazing woman, and I feel so special to be your mate. Sometimes, it feels like I don't deserve you."
