Phantom Hollow As fresh as a daisy,

Was it wrong of her to hold these moments so close to her heart? Hunst wrapped her in his arms, and it half felt like a place she was always meant to be. It half felt like a fate that would bring her to ruin. Either was dangerous, yet she found she didn't care.

Instead she pressed her nose to his jaw, a promise on her lips: I could show you. Had she not taught herself how to fly? Everyone she'd ever tried to bring with her had soared far too close to her sunfire, everyone save Dusty Rose — but she'd never needed to teach her husband how to fly.