She can't help but chuckle, at least somewhat, at that remark, more of an exhaled laugh that's only slightly audible as her hand lingers at his cheek.
"No, we don't, else I would have been much less likely to have succumbed to you so quickly," she confesses — but the truth is that she wouldn't change one moment of everything that has progressed between them, not even the order in which it all occurred. Her feelings for him had been too great to be ignored, and the fact remains that she had let herself pursue them rather than sequestering them away and pretending as though they never existed in the first place.
"You know he'd likely hate being the center of such attention, anyway." She'd never known Crais to be an overly sentimental person, with his own unique way of expressing feeling, so she has the strong sense that he would have either been horrified by Grayson divulging any level of sorrow over this or perhaps inwardly delighted.
"The only trick now is not to consider it a regression," she adds, once he's drawn himself into her, speaking softly from behind closed eyes while their foreheads are nestled together. "Nor a decline. You are evolving, changing as anyone else might. There are pains that come with that — excruciating at times, but necessary. The difference here now is that you will not have to endure it alone, not if I have any say in the matter. And I feel most confident in asserting that I do, Mr. Frost."
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"No, we don't, else I would have been much less likely to have succumbed to you so quickly," she confesses — but the truth is that she wouldn't change one moment of everything that has progressed between them, not even the order in which it all occurred. Her feelings for him had been too great to be ignored, and the fact remains that she had let herself pursue them rather than sequestering them away and pretending as though they never existed in the first place.
"You know he'd likely hate being the center of such attention, anyway." She'd never known Crais to be an overly sentimental person, with his own unique way of expressing feeling, so she has the strong sense that he would have either been horrified by Grayson divulging any level of sorrow over this or perhaps inwardly delighted.
"The only trick now is not to consider it a regression," she adds, once he's drawn himself into her, speaking softly from behind closed eyes while their foreheads are nestled together. "Nor a decline. You are evolving, changing as anyone else might. There are pains that come with that — excruciating at times, but necessary. The difference here now is that you will not have to endure it alone, not if I have any say in the matter. And I feel most confident in asserting that I do, Mr. Frost."