She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 665:

Kristian didn’t follow up. He simply gazed at her—her flushed cheeks, the curve of her lips, the tenderness in her eyes that, at that moment, saw only him.

If this was how he died, it wouldn’t be the worst way to go.

That thought brought a faint smile to his lips, and the pain in his back dulled ever so slightly.

“What is it?” Freya asked when his silence lingered.

“Nothing. I just felt like saying your name.” Kristian’s voice was as soft as silk, his eyes never leaving hers. “After everything I’ve done to you, we haven’t had a single quiet moment like this.”

Freya pressed her lips together, unsure how to respond. Words weren’t her strong suit.

Kristian could feel the strength leaving his limbs, his eyelids growing heavier by the second. But he wouldn’t let them close—not yet. He was afraid if he did, he might never see her again.

from his face. “You should

Kristian murmured,

Time crept by.

a gentle stop. Standing onshore, he addressed Freya with practiced

“Thank you,” Freya replied.

the car, intending to get

with a raised hand. “From this point on, he’s in my care.

running a high fever,” Freya shot

best

unyielding. She didn’t want

for the fever. If not for it,

aside, then turned to Freya. “You should go on ahead.

but trouble,” Freya

a dry chuckle, slipping one hand into his pocket. “Ms. Briggs, isn’t it a tad