"Everything's just cooking now, so there's not really anything to do," Krem said with a shrug. He was aware of Adaline's eyes on him, the way she looked up over slowly; he was aware of the way it lighted a fire in his cheeks and his belly.

He leaned over the back of the couch and hummed softly. "I regret, I didn't plan out the timing on this as well as I probably should have."