ELRETH
Packing bedrolls and fire starters reminded Elreth of the camping trips they'd taken with their friends when they were younger. She found herself smiling and nostalgic—and looking for reasons to touch Aaryn and pull him in for kisses. They laughed about the stupid things that had happened when they'd been younger—including the first time Elreth got drunk, though she seemed to find that one a lot funnier than Aaryn.
They kept distracting each other, hands drifting along bodies, gazes lingering when they watched the other across the room. Both of them smiling.
They were suddenly the kind of couple she'd always made gagging noises about. And she loved it.
