These Quiet Moments

Her body quivered at the gentle graze of his lips along her neck, each touch sending shivers of desire rippling across her skin. His whispered words hung in the air, resonating with a depth that left her breathless. Her heart pounded wild in her chest as she turned to stare into his eyes, losing herself in their emerald depths. Caedes was a man of few words, yet his every utterance held profound meaning to Mariah. I am merely here to remind you of it. The sincerity in his voice seeped deep into her soul, healing the fragments that had been shattered by life's trials and tribulations. His confession pierced through her walls, breaking down barriers erected over years of self-preservation.

His admission filled her with a sense of warmth and belonging she had not experienced before. It was as if he could see the woman she truly was beneath her fragile being, recognizing the strength that lay within. Mariah's welling affection for Caedes threatened to spill over as she returned his gaze, her silver eyes shimmering in the dim light. She was taken aback by the intensity of his stare, the raw emotion that seemed to pour from him. It was as if he could peel back her layers with just a look, his eyes searing into hers with a quiet understanding that left her feeling bare yet comforted. The emotional exchange between them was so potent it left her dizzy. His quiet promise resonated within her, stirring a longing she had never known before. Not for a man's touch, but rather for the deep connection they shared, an invisible thread that bound their souls together.

Even still, Mariah couldn’t help but lean into the pressure, feeling her body melt into his touch. “Then go ahead.” She breathed, her voice a mere whisper that danced on the edge of the cool night breeze. "Remind me,"

"Mariah Mendacium"