She felt him in the shadows but for some reason, she did not flee. A force, so strong, commanded her not to leave. As he stepped out into the moonlight, her breath caught in her throat. It was him, the one that had saved her from the rough cruel men.
They approached each other slowly, each afraid of scaring the other away. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, they stood nearly toe to toe. She looked up into his eyes, her knees nearly buckling at what she saw in them. He reached out and caught her, pulling her into him. She pressed closer, tipping her head back and as she did, his lips met hers. Fire coursed through her veins and in that moment, she knew what had commanded her to stay ...