"Beautiful," Garnt whispered to himself, a soft smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Absolutely breathtaking."
"What else can I call this sight other than gorgeous?" Garnt questioned himself, as he was on the verge of re-creating this scenery into a world class art, that can be only enjoyed by him in his new house.
He reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair from one girl's face, marvelling at the delicate yet feminine features that lay beneath.
"It's moments like this that make it all worth it," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Don't you think, Rona?" And he questioned the tone of dark beauty that was riding him with a passionate look, her eyes were closed enjoying the sensation, so when she heard Garnt, Rona almost felt like her heart stopped for a moment.
