Capítulo 184: 184. Some confessions.

Laying on the wooden floors, body and heart entwined, their slow syncing breaths flowing through the quiet walls of the library. Only the stacks of books had bore witness to the sweet words of unending devotion that they had both whispered into the air. And as they lay there after giving and taking everything from each other, Barak's head went back to that very first night. Just like this, he had taken her that night, but unlike that time when she whimpered and cried, swore and blamed him. Unlike that time when she had shifted away from him, this day was different.

Now, her hands and breasts rested on his chest, her head was upon his arm, her slender legs were crossed with his own and there were no tears, neither was there any form of retreat. She was deeply buried in his arms and he could see only a soft smile on her face. All that covered their nakedness was his coat yet she was comfortable that way.

It made him wonder, "Riah,"

"Yes?"