Epilogue
Valentine’s Day
In the heart of winter, our love burned so bright.
We danced like snowflakes, pure and white,
Your hand in mine, our hearts intertwined,
Our love is a story of heart and mind.
It’s Valentine’s Day, this moment’s divine,
Your soul and mine will forever align.
“You sing so beautifully.”
His words sent a rush of heat through her body despite the cold. “I still can’t believe I agreed to this,” Julia said, frowning at him. “I’d normally avoid a place like this. Why did I let you bring me back here?”
“You trust me,” Damon reminded her, twirling her around and pulling her close.
“That I do.”
His lips twitched, and she fought the urge to kiss him.
“How many more days until we reach Caprichor?” she wanted to know.
He chuckled, his hands falling to her waist as they swayed together. “There’s no rush. Grim Jim is gone. No Collectors, either. You and I are free now.”
She rolled her eyes at him. “I know that, but I’m tired of traveling.”
“We’ll be there by tomorrow evening,” he assured her.
“Promise?”
“I promise, Red.”
“That’s good enough for me.” She rested her head against his chest, content with the gentle thudding of his heart.
And together, they continued to dance on the frozen lake.