Two Eyes Cenote Reason of State

Her radiance shed about the room and he succumbed to her spell, quite at leisure to be hypnotized by his betrothed. When she glided to the floral arrangements he drew up behind her to adorn her pale neck with an unhurried caress.

“The second,” he tickled with his whisper behind her ear, “my love.”

And finished with a longer kiss to the back of her head. The flowers were beautifully presented, grand displays, but paled in comparison to the temptation of his bride and the thrumming energy her nearness invoked.