I patted his chest lightly. “You won’t get away with teasing me for long, Thunder. You’ll find there are some things I’m impatient about. So what was your grandmother’s name?”
Lorenzo looked down at me proudly, the wind kicking up his straight hair and blowing it away from his face. He lifted my hand and placed it across his heart, giving me a wink. And there it was—that twinkle in his eye. His love shining through. I felt his heart beating against my hand, a new rhythm of life that returned an emotion I hadn’t felt in a long time. A single word fell from his lips.
“Hope.”
Acknowledgments:
This book is dedicated those who have given life, and those who have opened their doors and their hearts to it. I would also like to dedicate this book to all my Mageri series fans, and you know why.