“He held her close on the balcony off of their new bedroom, and enjoyed the simple pleasure of sitting with her quietly in his arms. The full moon bathed her face in enchanted light, and the stars reflected in her eyes. Eyes that revealed her every fleeting thought. Nearly two months had passed since she’d come into their life. Now that she was here, finally content after a rough beginning, he couldn’t imagine a night without her in his arms. It vexed him that he couldn’t read her thoughts the w...ay Trent could, but Gavin’s emotional and spiritual connection to Amelia wasn’t any less. He’d learned to read her expressions, and he loved to speak with her about anything and everything. She showed a great interest in the traditions of his kind, as well as the many creatures of the forest which she found unusual. “Tell me a story.” Her whisper tickled his neck. Gavin smiled. She always asked for a story when on the verge of sleep. Happy to oblige, he cleared his throat and began to tell her about the Mountain Trees that grew around the Willow Lakes.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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