Three days had passed since the events at the Mainfield Castle. They had resumed their journey through Sundac as spring started to resurrect nature. Faith awoke before the first light. The scarlet fabric of the ceiling caught her attention as she remained wrapped in her blanket.
She had barely slept the last few nights, reliving the moments with Andrew. Maybe she overstepped the boundaries of common sense, and she should feel ashamed. Blushing, she realized she wasn't as long as she could steal these sweet moments.
She would do it again and again. The only thing that overshadowed his delightful lips was his stare when his defenses were down. How much she enjoyed his passion when he let out his lust. Oh, how she wished he had come inside her tent as he did at the castle.
