Third POV

"I love you, Aaron," she mumbled.

He knew that and believed it. "I love you too."

They stayed in each other's arms, unmoved and unwilling to let go. The night was chilly, but Zera didn't seem to mind. Aaron held her close to his warm body, and the heat kept her content.

She kissed his chest while running her hand over the engravings, making him shiver at her touch.

"We should go inside," he said, seeing as the morning approached. They had laid for over ...