It was as if he was terrified that holding her even a little tighter would make her shatter into a million pieces.
"I'm sorry..." His voice was a soft whisper in her ear. "Rachel, can you... just let me hold you like this for a moment?"
He murmured the words, his voice tinged with the slightest choke, but more than that, it was a plea. A truly humble plea, to be exact.
He was the prince of the entertainment industry, someone who had always been high above everyone else. When had he ever begged anyone for anything like this?
Rachel felt something heavy block her heart. She didn't move, just stayed perfectly still and quiet in Garrett Vincent's embrace. He held her so, so carefully, like he was cradling the most beautiful, fragile dream from his past. His warm, familiar scent completely enveloped her, and she could even hear the steady, strong beat of his heart against her ear.
Time seemed to stretch out forever, and eventually, the embrace had to end.
