#Chapter 8 blessings

Violet I waited for him to respond or protest, but he stared back at me without saying a word. “More fires to put out?” his tone was wry, but I nodded. “It shouldn’t take me long. Give me two days.” “One.” I glowered at Theodore, and he grinned. “You like rushing me?” “Maybe I don’t want to miss you too much.” I scoffed and waved him off. “I’ll be in Midnight in two days.” “Under promise and over deliver?” He asked, his voice lilting with an oddly boyish hope. Kincaid opened the door. “There’s a lot to be done in Midnight, you know?” “I’m sure.” “Aren’t you forgetting something?” I stopped, frowning at him. He tilted his head to the table where I’d left the ring. I eyed it and went back for it before I could slide it on my finger, he caught my hand. The warmth of him so close eased the pain shooting through me. He pulled me close and I caught sight of Dahlia’s surprised expression as he held the ring in his hand. “I may really think you don’t like it if you ta