Easter~
The car hummed steadily beneath us as we drove away, but my mind was far from calm. I kept glancing at Jacob—this impossibly powerful, devastatingly handsome man who had just rewritten the course of my life with nothing but his voice and his magic.
Beside me, Jacob stared ahead at the road, his profile backlit by the dying sun. The golden shimmer from earlier still danced faintly at his fingertips, curling lazily before fading into the air like embers. My hand still tingled from where he had held it. I curled my fingers inward, as if to hold on to the warmth a little longer.
"Thank you," I whispered. My voice barely carried over the engine, but I knew he heard. "Thank you for freeing me."
His head tilted slightly, his lips twitching into a smile that could bring angels to their knees. "You freed yourself, Easter," he said gently. "I just made sure the chains didn't try to crawl back."
