Hm. How about a teaser? #ImmortalTemplar -- Let the betting commence! Who is this knight? The cold of morning seeped through the temple walls, chilling him to the bone. He woke with a start and snatched for the covers. But soft quilts already covered the lower half of his body. Beside him, Hayden stirred. On her side, with the blankets gathered at her waist, she slept contentedly. The curve of her spine, the alluring flare of her hips called to him like no other woman had managed in centuries of existence. Half-afraid she might disappear, though naught he had done had managed to drive her away, he tentatively stroked her smooth shoulder. Could he really be deserving of this gift? Or was her presence merely a dedication to the vows she so fiercely believed in? She turned to him, a soft smile on her lips, disproving his assumption she had been sleeping. Unable to resist the growing yearning inside his empty soul, he banded an arm around her waist and molded her against his body. Warmth blanketed his senses. Deep, pervasive, all-consuming. A sigh escaped his lips as something buried within him shuddered in surrender. Penny for your thoughts? she asked softly. They are of you. Always. They were always of her. Her gentle fingertips smoothed down his forearm. Good things? Tucking his nose into her short lengths of hair, he breathed in the subtle scent of coconut shampoo then brushed his lips across the shell of her ear. Twas useless fighting the truth. Aye. Indeed.
Posted on: Thu, 21 Aug 2014 15:23:38 +0000
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