The night deepened, bathing the room in a warm, golden glow from the flickering fire. Magnus's arm was still draped over my shoulders, his fingers tracing small, lazy circles on my arm. He leaned in closer as he whispered into my ear, his lips hovering near mine.
"You're the heart of us, Andra. Do you know that?" His voice was husky, low, as though even speaking the words stirred something deep within him. "I don't know what we'd do without you."
I felt his minty breath against my lips, sending a shiver down my spine. My pulse quickened, my heart fluttering.
"I feel the same, Magnus. I need you all… more than you know."
Xavier moved toward me, his arm brushing mine as his fingertips traced a line along my jaw.
