Beau — somewhat reluctantly, it should be noted — let go of her hand now, but that was mainly so she could reach out and run her fingertips along Karolina’s cheek, feather-light.

She was smiling, warm and unguarded in a way she never was except when it was just the two of them together. “Have I told you you’re amazing?”

You know. Sometime in the last hour or so.