Midnight's Kiss (Elder Races #8)(96)

His head bent, he focused on spreading the frosting evenly. He took such care with the task, gently working the knife so that he didn’t damage the delicate surface.

For some reason the sight brought fullness to her chest. Tears sprang to her eyes.

“What did you do?” she asked.

It was a stupid thing to say. She could see very well what he had done.

He looked up to give her a smile that creased his face.

“I baked you another cake,” he said. “I hope I did it right this time.”

The End