Swiftcurrent Creek i'm only a fool for you

He swallowed hard again as she stepped closer, her scent wrapping around him and making it hard for him to think. He didn't even realize how tightly he was clamping his jaw until he had to pry it open to answer her question. Um, he said first, his normal eloquence failing him currently as his mouth suddenly felt like cotton. You're very pretty, he admitted, fighting the urge to take in her form with his hungry gaze. He felt like one single push from her would break the waning control he had over his body. Myrren, he murmured, closing his eyes. He wasn't sure if the word was meant to push her away or draw her closer, nor could he decide which he wanted more.