Grace smiled against his chest but didn't get the chance to respond before Davian was pulling her away from Rune, cupping her face between his hands. His dark green eyes searched hers, still stormy with emotion.
"You scared me," he admitted, his voice quieter now. "Don't do that again."
"I'll try," she promised, knowing she would likely break it again someday.
He sighed, then kissed her. It wasn't soft or hesitant - it was deep, firm, claiming. She sank into it, into the way his lips moved over hers, the way his body pressed against her like he needed to make sure she was truly here, truly safe.
When he finally pulled away, he rested his forehead against hers. "You drive me crazy," he muttered.
"Join the club," Rune added with a little smirk.
Davian let out a small sigh and finally lowered his hands. "Go and get changed. It's already pretty late. I'll prepare a quick meal so that we can eat and get some rest."
