"She always lived there, even before I did. It made sense to let her stay in her home," Noah answers, even if Ronan doesn't technically want one. It was a decision that was no less gutting to make just because it was logical, but she was as much of Krem's cat as she was his.

Noah laughs, but it comes out more like a sigh. "Don't dream me a car, Ronan," he says, tipping his head against Ronan's shoulder. "I'd rather you just had nice dreams."