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They became softer, sweeter.

More personal.

More important.

What scares you?

What excites you?

Where did you grow up?

Do you have a family?

Do you miss them?

What made you so frightened that day in the hallway?

Can I help?

Why are you nice to me?

Why did you save me?

Are you happy when I’m around? Because I’m happy when you are.

Do you want me forever?

Do you really think I’m pretty? No one else has ever called me pretty before.

What am I to you?

Is it safe to fall in love with you?

Roark’s actions had shown me what he thought of me, but I still desperately wanted to hear his answers to my questions.

And…I figured by the end of tonight I would.

Ushuu had told me earlier that Roark had rented translators for us to use during the event. A fact that was as intimidating as it was exciting. We’d gone so long without being able to fully communicate I worried things would change between us when we could.

It took me a second to remember what Ushuu had just said, I was so lost in my thoughts. He didn’t seem to mind though, so I relaxed. I’d been too distracted to realize I’d fallen behind him as we’d been walking. Ushuu slowed, slipping back into place at my side.

As equals.

My head spun.

“It will be a good night.” Ushuu bumped reassuringly against my shoulder as we neared the entrance to the hotel.Shit. I’d spaced out the entire walk.“Don’t look so worried.”

I hope he’s right.

“I have a lot of questions,” I told him.

He nodded, his eyes as kind as ever. “He has answers.”

I hope they’re the answers I want.

What if we weren’t compatible?

No. That was a silly thought. And one I pushed aside quickly.

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