The night at Bronze Cauldron had been hell on that little Bradshaw's heart. She had no idea how she felt about Gabby and Colin - she understood she was his Queen, but does a Queen have the right to almost fondle your boyfriend... right in front of you? And yes, Lillian understood that lycans were very touchy people and she did not mind that. But the kisses and the little nuzzles... that got to her. Either way she was fast asleep when Colin came over and continued to sleep like a little baby when he walked, in dropped off the presents and left.

She slept in that morning and did not wake until after ten that morning. Apparently, unconcious to her, she grabbed the tiger in her sleep and awoke with the stuffed animal in her arms. It was a slap of surprise to her pretty little face until she took a deep inhale of the air around her - the animal was tainted with Colin's smell. It made her smile. And then she saw the rose, followed by the note. It damned near brought her to tears. With the tiger in her hands, whom she christened Sinclair, Lillian hurried down stairs to see if Colin was there. He wasn't but the air was tinged with his presence. A deep exhale followed by yet another squeeze to Sinclar. Lili automatically forgave him and that was it. Nothing else about it.

Afterward she went about fixing the rose so it could fit in a neat little glass by her bed. All day long she went about with a smile on her face.