BADUMP… BADUMP… She could hear her heart pounding in her chest, the intensity of the moment was so that it was hard to think clearly.
For a moment, neither of them spoke. The only sounds were the faint rustling of leaves and the gentle hum of magic that always seemed to surround the Tree of Spirit.
The air between them was thick with unspoken feelings, a connection that had been quietly growing for so long.
How long had it been? Finally, unable to take his teasing and boldness any longer, Irene decided to do something that never in her life would she have imagined would fan the fire even further.
She locked eyes with Simon and without avoiding his gaze, she muttered "How long are you planning to continue to tease me? Do you think I'm like those other women who will become meek at your sudden boldness?".
As she said that, her eyes were shimmering with slight moisture in them and her cheeks were blushing red.
