Trace faced Anaisa in the flickering glow of the lamp. She was leaning against the wall of the cave, and her hair looked like gleaming embers when the light hit it.
"Yes, I'm here," She replied. Her pupils were dilated in the semi-darkness, and he stepped towards her. Now was not the time for anything more, but surely, a kiss wouldn't be out of line. She was so beautiful…
Her eyes were fixed on his, and as he moved closer, her breathing noticeably quickened. He smiled, and she tilted her head in a silent question. A silent invitation.
"At least I can't break this world," She whispered just as his lips covered hers. They were as alluring and warm as in the dreams, and at least twice as intoxicating.
Trace cradled her gently against him, testing out the waters of this new real-world physical contact.
