Karina had never felt as free as she felt at moment after the dinner. They were still seated on the balcony, enjoying the night breeze in comfortable silence.
There was something about high ground that gives her a sense of freedom. It felt so exhilarating, she wouldn't trade that moment for anything.
While she fixed her eyes on the landscape, her hair softly swaying to the tunes of the wind, Veron fixed his gaze on her face, lightly massaging her left palm with his right fingers.
It had taken a while of convincing to get her to release the hand to him, so he could help her stretch it.
For the first time in a long time, he had peace. His head was clear of all other thoughts except how to make the woman in front of him his.
The side story is out come and read.