Unwanted Generosity

Thalia’s POV

Stepping across the room to Beckett, I leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek, his skin feeling warm and soft against my lips. It was a simple touch, yet it grounded me to him, making me wish the rest of our day could stay just as peaceful.

“I still can’t believe you slipped out so early,” I began, trying to mask the underlying tension in my voice with playful annoyance. “