And here they both were, sitting at the edge of the world. His heart was still fluttering in his chest, skipping beats and falling out of rhythm. It had never done this before, and this was the moment that Liam realized that he might be in trouble, deeply in trouble.

He couldn't bring himself to care enough to retreat like he should have. Instead he ducked his head with a quiet laugh. "I don't think I'll be able to get you out of my head, Father."

Not a chance, really. "And honestly, I don't want to."