Hoshor Plains Heart like yours is rare to find

His teasing comment made her heart beat furiously in her chest and heat rise in her cheeks. She was frozen in place for a few moments, her expression caught in a strange place between surprise and hurt. It wasn't his fault at all, but she couldn't help but think of him with someone else, making them happy and fathering their children. It was too much and it made her heart hurt so much that she felt like it might explode from her chest to lie in pieces on the ground at her feet. Why couldn't she just tell him how she felt? She had never had this problem before; she was always honest about everything, almost to a fault. What was wrong with her? She realized then that she hadn't said anything, and she swallowed and turned away to collect herself. She gave a small, awkward chuckle. Quite the opposite, she managed to say, her face still hidden from him. I think any woman would be lucky to be with you. And that was the truth. She wanted him to be happy and if that was with someone else, then she wouldn't stand in the way. She turned back to him, still keeping her gaze cast down at their feet, and offered him a small smile. 

He agreed to search with her, which was not a surprise; he was always willing to jump in and help. The mention of her parents made her sad as it always did. She wished they could meet their grandchildren too. And of course, she was beyond grateful that he loved her parents as much as she did and had made sure not to worry them unnecessarily. Thank you, she said quietly, touching her nose gently to his chin. I missed you too. I'm glad you're back. The words were soft and hesitant, as if she weren't supposed to say them.