Book 19: Say Yes

Oakley

We haven’t left the guest room in Skye and Alex’s townhouse all day. I watch the sunset fade through floral stained glass windows while Ian snoozes on and off beside me, my cheek pressed to his chest. 

This is all we’ve done. Slept. Touched. It’s been totally innocent, but I don’t think we have the energy for anything else, and also, we’re very much not alone. 

I think old habits and convictions have snuck back in. We’re handfasted, yes, but only a select few people know that. My family doesn’t know, for one, and I doubt Naomi told Ian’s family. To the rest of the world, and everyone currently in this house deciding what to do with us, we’re just Ian and Oakley, a somewhat-couple. In the eyes of everyone in the Deadlands, our current situation would be deemed wholly inappropriate without a bride price paid and a wedding of some s