Chances Of Falling In Love Again Were High.

Although he was exhausted and clearly sleepy, Tobias forced himself to stay awake, gently threading his fingers through Amara’s hair as he held her close. The night's event constantly replayed in his mind and Tobias would have smiled like a high school boy, had things played out in a different order. But that didn’t mean he was pissed, angry, yes, but not at Amara, more at himself and Elijah. But the anger aside, did he feel used? Not at all. He had after all, offered to help her, and if this was how he was going to be of use to Amara, then he didn’t mind. She could use him for all he cared, because in the end, he had created this mess. He started the whole thing, divorcing her and ultimately pushing her into the arms of the person who ended up hurting her, had made all this his fault. So he needed to take responsibility for it and he was more than ready and willing to do so. Even if it meant marrying Amara. Oh, that, just the thought of that, sounded like a dream to him, one that he w