Blacktail Deer Plateau [m] While everything is spinning beneath til it falls like glass

All the breath was stolen from her; he said her name and Reverie struggled to recall that it was hers, blinking for a moment with eyes gone wide and hazy with desire. Yes, She murmured, then hesitated, meeting his eyes with more focus now, I - I've only been with one person before, but I -
I want this, Her lips found his jaw, feathersoft and fervent. She meant this. When Boone looked at her she felt beautiful; she felt like the only beautiful thing in the world, and when he touched her she felt glass-carved, jeweled, like something precious and so very fragile.
Reverie was nothing if not resilient. She wouldn't break in his arms, no — but he held her as if she might, and in some way it soothed the cracked and crumbling pieces of her heart.