Chapter 112: Sunsets and City Backdrops

Hours later, after Vincent made good on his promise, we lie together in his large bed that could fit three more people easily. The blankets wrap around us, and together we watch the sun set against the city backdrop.

"I could do this all night," I say, slipping my way deeper underneath the arm he has wrapped around my shoulders.

He places a soft kiss in my forehead. "Okay."

He can't be serious.

"Isn't your mom taking you out to celebrate or something?" Although at this point it would be a late celebration. Summer is slowly slipping away, but there's still time for dinner.

Vincent releases a heavy breath of air, blowing my hair caught in its wake across my face. "No, my birthday is a sad time for her. My father died on my birthday."

My heart clenches in sorrow and I grab onto his arm. "I'm so sorry."

He shakes his head, disturbing more of my hair. "Don't be."

Another glimpse into Vincent's relationship with the man he calls father. I have questions to ask, but I wait to