Sam had to admit, he couldn't see her dealing with something like the London Library for too long.
But what the hell was a fire sprite?
Twining their fingers together, Sam pressed a kiss to her forehead again, knowing every touch made it more real to her. It was something he was getting used to; she learned so much through feeling. It just have been terrible waiting to see if he'd show up.
"No idea who I replaced. Didn't think that far ahead."