A Deal Of Mercy

Evelyn Jacob tenderly traced his fingers along my cheek, gently moving down to my neck, and occasionally placing pecks on my lips and cheeks. I listened in silence to his heartbeat, finding something intriguing about it. Another detail that captivated me was the network of delicate blue veins on his hands, extending gracefully from his wrists. And the best part was his cologne that till now was buried deep in my system. He brushed away the stray strands of hair that had fallen across my face, then caressed my cheek and planted a lingering kiss on my forehead. "What's your plan now?" I asked, even though we hadn't discussed it yet. I knew one of us needed to broach the subject, "Should we both talk to my mother?" "For now, let's not do anything. We'll wait until Danica brings it up; I'll handle the matter," he assured me, offering a soft smile. "You don't need to worry about it, okay?" "But I don't want you to face it alone. Let's go talk to her together," I suggested, nuzzling his neck