“Are you telling me there's no falling?” He asked back, a mixture of lightness in his voice, and something else. The hint of something more. He already knew that he was heavily attracted to Isa, and her kidnapping had pushed him to an edge. But still a part of him held back, afraid to take the plunge. To give himself something else to lose.
He bared a part of his heart to her, and in return she caught his gaze. He held her eyes, wondering what was going on behind that beautiful face of hers. “how do you intend to make the present great?” He asked, voice falling even softer. He kept his gaze to hers, enjoying every moment of those pale green eyes.
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