Once he takes hold of her hand, Emilia laces their fingers together.
They've always worked well as a team, even back when she thought him her enemy. She'd missed all their detective work and unplanned moments of connection they had in Palermo. Now she can't help wondering what thoughts were racing through his mind during some of those moments, knowing who she was to him.
Being unable to tell her.
This curse has taken so much from them.
"The moon is not full yet ..." her voice trails off, mouth tugging into a faint smile as her gaze searches his face, takes in his features. The shades of gold in his eyes, speckled with black that they are.
The hand he isn't holding on to smooths over the side of his face. She shifts on his lap, closer still. Her thumb strokes his cheek, palm smoothing down to his chest, fingertips grazing the bare skin his shirt reveals. And when she leans in to kiss him, she kisses him unhurried, syrupy and red-warm all at once.
skips.
They've always worked well as a team, even back when she thought him her enemy. She'd missed all their detective work and unplanned moments of connection they had in Palermo. Now she can't help wondering what thoughts were racing through his mind during some of those moments, knowing who she was to him.
Being unable to tell her.
This curse has taken so much from them.
"The moon is not full yet ..." her voice trails off, mouth tugging into a faint smile as her gaze searches his face, takes in his features. The shades of gold in his eyes, speckled with black that they are.
The hand he isn't holding on to smooths over the side of his face. She shifts on his lap, closer still. Her thumb strokes his cheek, palm smoothing down to his chest, fingertips grazing the bare skin his shirt reveals. And when she leans in to kiss him, she kisses him unhurried, syrupy and red-warm all at once.