I’ve never been this happy,†I whispered, a little scared by it. Caine must have heard the fear, because he kissed my neck, tightened his hold on me, and said, “Me neither. But we’ll get used to it.â€
“Promise?â€
He lifted his head to meet my gaze. “No, because on second thought I don’t want to get used to it. If you get used to it—â€
“You forget to be thankful for it,†I finished. He nodded slowly. “Yeah.