Darcy felt like she was in heaven, wrapped in strong warm arms, surrounded by fuzzy clouds and an intoxicating aroma. Her heart kept fluttering in her chest as she remained in his arms despite the arriving sun. She turned in his arms slowly to see his face. This mesmerizing face that he kept hiding from her for so long.
She touched him, slowly following the lines of his masculine face, reaching his silky hair that always looked wet and running her fingers through it and then reaching his lips. Something strange tingled in her as she touched them with her fingertips.
All these new feelings, the deep longing, the intense tingling she couldn't understand. He made her unable to think clearly with his touch and the more she got to know him and see him the more she wanted to be with him.
He stirred and she was about to pull her hand away when he grabbed her and kissed her fingertips without opening his eyes. Her face flushed.
