When she recovered, her eyes glinted with warmth and affection, thinking she was going to tell him to take her now instead Fiona startled him with a question.
Something changed about her in that moment and he could see the wheels turning in her brain.
She smiled that innocent smile that tugged at his heart and he would have given his kidney at that point to save her life if she asked it of him.
He waited, lifting his head to make eye contact as he regarded her, waiting on her to spit out whatever was on her mind.
Just like Delilah before she cut Samson's locks, Fiona begged him, "tell me a secret,
something about yourself that no one else but I will be privy to."
She moved closer to him and stared directly into his eyes, he felt the warmth radiating outwardly from her.
Saw the softness of her exposed skin that almost made him forget what she asked of him.
