ETAN
As soon as they disappeared under the trees, Etan nudged his animal up next to Ayleth's and reached for her hand.
That familiar jolt shocked every nerve and joint in his arm, but he only tightened his fingers and returned the smile she gave him.
"This is… a gift," he said, his voice low and gruff.
"I agree," she said through her smile, her fingers tightening on his. "I keep waiting for the thing that will stop us from getting to enjoy it."
"Never," he said, "I won't allow it," then he leaned towards her so his horse was belly to belly with hers. The kiss was short, but soft, and as his lips traced hers, the heat in his belly reached for her. He hummed as he sat up and his horse, feeling his excitement, began to jog.
Ayleth gave him a sly look. "Where is it we're headed?"
