full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Chuckling, Amun languidly slung an arm over Rexanna’s shoulders. ”Well, maybe part of your honeymoon could be finding out the answer to that question.” He winked, even though she couldn’t see it. When she laughed he chuckled again. ”Some survival, tough girl. You’re blind, and so weak you couldn’t even free your boots from some mud.” Scooping up some mud that had somehow gotten on her shoulder, he rubbed it into her hair affectionately before letting his hand flop back down.
However, he soon released her and scooted a short distance away. ”So what, I’m not invited to your little party with The Voice?” The potter’s voice came out teasingly, but there was a bit of a hurt undercurrent to it. It was gone when he spoke next. ”Ah, right Halo.” Then, though, he grinned. ”I’m full of surprises, tough girl. Stick around, and you might just find out some of them.”
However, he soon released her and scooted a short distance away. ”So what, I’m not invited to your little party with The Voice?” The potter’s voice came out teasingly, but there was a bit of a hurt undercurrent to it. It was gone when he spoke next. ”Ah, right Halo.” Then, though, he grinned. ”I’m full of surprises, tough girl. Stick around, and you might just find out some of them.”
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