Hoshor Plains Heart like yours is rare to find

His smile fell slightly at her comment, I don’t want any woman. It was true, at his core it had always been Speedy, even before she had left. Before anything he would always pine for her.

He blamed himself for the awkwardness that settled between them. Was that a sign? Did I say to much? She turned away and it gave him a moment to close his eyes, and swallow heavily. He ensured a happy smile was once more on his lips before she turned back. The man mentally berated himself, of course she wants you to find someone else, she doesn’t/couldn’t like you.

“Oh well, umm, good. I’m glad to be back.” Had he said that already? Oh gosh, he couldn’t remember. In fact he was having trouble concentrating on anything they had talked about in the last few minutes. Aside from Castor, that he very much remembered.

Trying to play off his own embarrassment, Emrik cleared his throat. “And you Speedy? Do you have a special someone waiting at your den for you? He hadn’t been gone that long, but one could never be to certain. And she was his best friend, they used to talk about this kind of stuff all the time. Nothing had changed. right?