Silver Creek [m] Ain't nowhere left for the good to go

A laugh was startled out of her when Winterbourne interrupted the display; she was pleased to be swept up and had no inkling that any part of it had been unenjoyable for him. She pressed herself close, dizzy after all her twisting and spinning and still enchanted by the idea of him.

"Are you pleased?" she asked coyly, expecting only one possible answer.