@Creampuffginger simply sit here, tangled together, until the fire burns low and Aisling wakes to find her brother smiling in a way she has never seen before?"
@Creampuffginger it, as long as breath remains in me."
He tilted his chin up gently, searching his face with tenderness. "Now tell me, my heart," he said, his tone warm and teasing at last, though the emotion beneath it remained raw, ".... will you let me taste that tart with you? Or shall we +
my home... no matter the address."
A moment later, a playful smile curved his mouth. "Now, taste the tart before you mock my baking. And then... perhaps you'll allow me to ravage you here, in your domain, as the day requires."
He began to turn the pages gently. "I could give jewels or châteaux, but this belongs here, in your home, growing as you do."
Leaning in, he kissed his lips softly once more, then his forehead, his eyes intense yet tender.
"You are my last everything. My heart, my indulgence, +