Page 92 of Warrior of the Wild
I smile, even though he can’t see it. “Of course.”
He kisses me again.
IWAKE TO FINDSoren already watching me. His lips curve into a smile as soon as he sees I’m awake.
“Good morning,” he says.
It only takes a second for last night’s kisses to come back to me.
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“Morning,” I say.
“How did you sleep?”
“Aside from the fact that I got less of it than I did yesterday, rather well.”
“Not me. I slept way better.”
He won’t stop looking at me. My eyes flit everywhere. Everywhere but at him. The discomfort is astounding after how nice last night was.
“Rasmira, look at me.”
I manage it.
“Do you regret what happened now that it’s daytime?” he asks.
“No,” I say hurriedly. “You just keep looking at me.”
“I’m staring. I’m sorry. It’s just—”
“What?”
He leans down and presses his lips to mine. “Now that I’ve kissed you, your lips are all I can think about.”
Despite our less-than-comfortable sleeping arrangements, it would be far too easy to stay in this lean-to with him all day.
“I think I have a solution for that,” I say.
“Let me guess, climbing?”
“You’re so smart.”
Today’s trip is less productive. Soren trips more than once because he’s looking at me instead of the ground, and I laugh at him.
Then there’s the fact that our climbing keeps getting interrupted with kisses.
I could blame Soren, but it’s not always him. I put a halt to our progress just as often by pushing him up against the nearest tree.
At one point, we stop to refill our canteens. Soren is bent over the stream while I take in the scenery below the mountain.
“I can see the villages from up here. There’s Seravin. And Restin is only a bit more north, right?”
“Yes.”
“So there it is. Then there’s Mallimer and the rest sprawling northward. And the wild! It goes on forever. Come look, Soren!”
“I may have overcome my fear of heights, but I don’t think I should see just how high up we are. I’ll settle for listening to you describe it.”
