203 Good Reasons

We spent the rest of the morning lying together like that, and it wasn't until my belly protested with a growl that he let go of me. While helping me into a new set of dry clothes, he coaxed a promise out of me to let him start cooking again soon, then reluctantly released me into the kitchen.

I found myself smiling the whole time as I readied my meal. Ever since his recovery, Bai Ye had turned into a sticky gel that wouldn't peel itself off of me. I had never imagined someone like him to have such a clingy side, and the revelation didn't cease to amaze me every day. Sometimes I wondered if this was an influence of the sword spirit on him—in the early visions I had seen, she certainly seemed to be the one that was more capable of acting like this, and I wouldn't be surprised if it was her sweet persistence that slowly melted his heart and made him who he was today.