"You are going to tire yourself completely!" Brantley chided as he pulled the notepad from her hand and kept it on the bedside table. He pulled her into his lap and pinched her cheek. "It's lovely to see the color on your skin."
She wrapped her arms around his neck and chuckled.
"How did I get so lucky?" he said and leaned in to kiss her. Bianca curled her hands in hair and opened her mouth for him.
Suddenly, a memory flashed across.
Gayle was running with little Bianca with Og'drath on their heels. She had killed the two guards who were stationed right outside her cell. As she was running behind them, she was looking out in all directions for threats.
"Go fast, Gayle!" she hissed.
Bianca stilled against Brantley and her breath hitched.
