Verdant Basin ingiullik

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Everything about her was foreign. The thick warm ivory of her coat, the softness in her eyes, the delicate words spoken in a language he'd never heard. Captivated, he stepped ever closer. His only response was a wondering tilt of his head.

And for a time neither of them attempted speech again, though Winterbourne felt he knew the sound of her voice quite well by the time they parted. That was not the thought that struck him first, however.

The first thing he thought was please don't leave.

And his grip tightened possessively around her hips as he sought to draw her into the grass beside him. He wouldn't let go of her, nor the future they had surely created in a single thoughtless blink of an eye. Not this time.