Wyatt’s POV

“Thank you for being a safe place to go,” Priscilla said, her cheeks flushing with the conviction of her statement.

The words caught him off guard, his heart squeezing with adoration. Heat rushed up to his face. An odd sensation considering he rarely ever blushed. “Of course,” he answered, a bright wave of pride washing over him.

He could feel the thread between them tighten, an electrifying sensation warping through him. Priscilla turned around, ...