The Cost of Pride

***Kaelen***

I watched Cella’s face and instantly knew what she was thinking. I reached for her hand, drawing her gaze to me. I trailed a kiss along the back of her hand before pressing my lips to her cheek.

“I was a jerk, I know,” I admitted, gently lifting her chin to meet my eyes. She remained silent, simply watching me as I pecked her lips softly, letting my kiss linger.

“Jerk is an understate