Hideaway Strath Its reasonin' made lucid and cool

As if his thoughts of her had drawn her to him, her fresh scent filled his nose, telling him she was nearby. He turned around to see her closing the distance between them. He dipped his head and smiled, his gaze watching the way her body moved with ease across field; it was as though she floated to him. When she was closer, his gaze held hers until she stood before him. Leigh, he said in greeting, brushing his nose gently across her cheek. I was just thinking about you. Really he thought about her more often than was normal, but he didn't care. 

I was just walking the borders, he raised an eyebrow in invitation. Would you like to join me? He wanted to talk to her—learn more about her. If she would allow him that knowledge of course.