Gwynn put on a silk sleeping gown, walked up behind him, and held his waist. She didn’t say anything. Instead, she merely hugged his shoulders from the back.

…

Noah’s body stiffened in response.

After a brief moment, he asked tenderly and softly, “Does this mean you’ve forgiven me?”

At first, she shook her head. Then, however, she nodded. “A little, yeah.”

He responded faintly, “Okay.”

It sounded like a regular response, but Gwynn didn’t see how tears filled up his eyes. He might’ve waite