The Art of Restraint

I thought, 'How could I ever get tired of him? He's sick right now, so I shouldn't expect too much from him.'

There was a fire in Alistair's eyes—I could tell he was just as moved as I was.

I gently pushed him away and stood up. "You should get some rest. You have to go to the church with your mom tomorrow."

For some reason, when I pushed him away, I caught a complicated look in his eyes, tinged w