Emberwood [m] But if you get me out, you get a show

Speaking of The Gilded Sea like this was strange, though she didn't linger on the thought for long. It was just that she'd spent so long trying to put it all behind her, trying to be — something else. Someone else. And no one ever really minded that before; no one asked these questions. But Dusty Rose did.

Heat washed over her ears and cheeks when Dusty Rose spoke again, but Reverie didn't shy from his words or the truth she found within herself as he spoke them. She felt safe beneath him; wanted in the way he pressed against her. I know I like you a whole lot, A faint smile curved her lips.

More than I planned to, She reached out to press kisses beneath his chin. More than she should, she thought. Reverie hadn't planned to be — involved like this again. She didn't want to, not really, but neither did she want to stay away from Dusty Rose. At this point, she wasn't sure she could.