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

Winterbourne wasn't about to disappoint the lady. Very, He murmured, swallowing the last of his discomfort in favor of enjoying the soft curves of her body against his.

Still, he was suddenly eager to change the subject. What do you think about this forest? You like it here? Winterbourne kept her close even as he spoke, but his gaze drifted. They would need to think about settling soon — before pregnancy and nursing left Ingiullik den-bound. For the moment it seemed a far off reality, but he knew from experience how quickly it would arrive.