the boy - LAST CHAPTER

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Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. 1Corinthians 13:4-7

 1Corinthians 13:4-7




Veronica

I woke to the feeling of Caleb's fingertips gently caressing my cheek.

"Hi, Red," he said softly. "Good morning."

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, and when he leaned closer, hovering over me, a lock of his hair fell over his eyes. "Dreamed of me?"

His skin was warm as he propped his hands on the bed, caging my body. Bottled green eyes peeked at me from between the strands of his bronze hair.

I covered my mouth, smiling up at him.

He sat up, his lips stretching into an amused smile as he absently brushed my hair from my eyes.

"I've kissed you a lot of times while you were sleeping, you know. I already know what your breath smells like."

I groaned, turning my face away from him as he tried to pry my hands covering my mouth.

"Caleb!" His name came out unintelligible.

"What was that?" he teased then let out a deep laugh.

If there was a morning person in this world, it was Caleb.

"You have to speak clearly so I can hear you," he added.

Caleb playful was irresistible. His hand moved to my waist to tickle me but not before he accidentally brushed my arm. I winced.

He pulled away quickly, his eyes widening in concern. "I'm sorry, Red. Did I hurt you?"

I shook my head, reaching for his hand to pull him back to me.

Since the incident with Beatrice a few weeks ago, he had been very attentive more than usual. He kissed my hair, his lips skimming ever so gently down my arm where a bullet had grazed it, but instead of sitting beside me on the bed, he sat on the floor instead, staring at me with worry.

Sleep cleared instantly and realization of where we were hit me as I took in the unfamiliar room.

"I'm just going to sit over here so I don't hurt you again," he said apologetically.

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