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She was frowning too, her ears slowly lowering. “Don’t be sad,” she said gently, reaching up and ruffling his hair. She had to stand on her toes...
She tilted her head, noticing his frown. “You could take over the farm,” she suggested before shrugging. “You probably won’t even be hanging...
“I imagine you feel a bit like people do when they’ve graduated from university,” she mused, running her free hand through her hair. “You have a...
She looked up at him. “Are you sad about it?”
She laughed a little, kissing the back of his hand. “Touché.”
“And you do best with fire,” she replied with a nod. “But I don’t look at you and think, ‘there’s Zerras. There’s the boy I love. He’s so... fiery.’”
She tilted her head, her shoulder brushing his upper arm. “You meet a girl. She works on a farm, but you only see her on a farm for about a day...
She raised an eyebrow playfully. “I see. Nature-y. So that’s how you see me.”
She blinked, her hand finding his easily. “Really? Why?”
She flushed a little, tilting her head. “Thanks. I forgot I brought this.” She tugged on his shirt gently. “I like this color on you.”
She tilted her head playfully, grinning at him. “Hey. You ready?”
She gathered up everything, running her fingers through her hair tiredly before glancing over at him, coming up behind him and kissing his...
She pulled out a soft floral sundress that had been squished to the bottom of the bag. It wasn’t appropriate for cold weather, and she had...
She laughed deeply, standing up and brushing the sand off her pants. “I’m going to change,” she said decisively, going through her bag.
She looked up at him with a small smirk. “You’re not going to show off?”
She nodded in understanding, covering the fire with sand. “Okay,” she replied, settling back against him. “What’s the first thing you’re going to...
She rolled her eyes a little, but said nothing for a moment before sitting up. “We should probably get moving... will we reach the mountain by...
She laughed, but she wasn’t looking at him, her fingers curling in his shirt again. “So, I can’t be that amazing. But I do love you.”
She laughed softly, pulling his shirt back down before settling next to him, her head in the curve of his neck. “I’m no concubine.”
She brushed her hand gently along his side for a moment before leaning down and kissing his skin gently, her lips soft and warm. "I just think...
