Aubrianne looked at Zayne, flabbergasted, eyes wide, cheeks getting redder. 'Oh goodness, I could walk and greet his people. Don't tell me he plans to walk around with me like this.' She frantically thought, almost panicked.
This is definitely not how Aubrianne imagined meeting Zayne's people. Plus, she wanted to properly acknowledge Mekhi and talk to him.
Aubrianne leaned in and whispered, "Baby, please, I can walk." As soon as the words left her lips, she felt his hands tighten again.
Zayne had missed Aubrianne with every fiber of his being; he had gone through sleepless nights. The little time they had together was cut too short.
He'd longed to have her in his arms again, and now that she was there, he struggled to let her go.
It was a battle, as both he and Aragorn felt the same. None could help the other; let go.
