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.

color draining from his face. “You should rest. We’ll talk after your

murmured, his

Time crept by.

onshore, he addressed Freya with practiced ease. “Ms. Briggs, your ride’s ready. You can head back to Alerith

“Thank you,” Freya replied.

turned to help Kristian toward the car,

hand. “From this point on, he’s

a high

in the best doctors

gaze, unyielding. She didn’t want to walk

upright, silently grateful for the fever. If not for it, his pale

to move aside, then turned to Freya. “You should go

trouble,” Freya warned,

into his pocket. “Ms. Briggs, isn’t it a tad impolite to badmouth