KATHERINE’S POV
It took Murtagh a long while to fall asleep again, and in return I spent the rest of the night tossing and turning. The revelations he had given me were buzzing in my mind like flies on a steak, and it wasn't exactly easy to sleep when you had so many thoughts.
I realized that the night was now past when the first sunrays came through the window, highlighting the dark reflections of Murtagh's hair. He had fallen asleep with his head on my belly, his arms wrapped around my waist. He looked so cute I couldn’t help but smile.
It had been exactly two months since the day we met, and his change could not have been more deep. I mean, if he went from the total denial of any bond to confessing me his most intimate fears in the middle of the night, he did had come a long way…
