Chapter 38. Won’t You See Your Son?

DOVE

I lied; I couldn’t not do it. If I told the truth, the girl could be in danger. I preferred to keep it a secret; I wanted to keep her safe first. Jacob was looking at me fixedly.

“I know when you’re lying,” he said, kissing my hand. I blushed; how could it be so obvious? I wasn’t good at hiding things.

“You look amazing today,” he said, making me blush again. I didn’t know why he was saying that; my hair was ruined, unaligned, and I wasn’t wearing makeup.

“I’m a mess; I was very tired,” I replied, lying down on the bed, feeling the softness of the blankets.

“That makes me like you more,” he smiled in that crazy-making way. “You’re irresistible, so much so that I may forgive you for lying to me.”

I smiled. When he talked in that seductive tone, I forgot about the rest of the world, as if I were floating on a cloud away from all the problems.

“Forgive me,” I whispered in his ear, with my tongue playing in his ear and reaching his neck in