Lahen pressed his forehead with mine and I felt them. His emotions of yearning and longing, running amok.
How? How could he keep them at bay?
"But we never met before." I breathed out and pain flashed through Lahen's emerald eyes, "didn't we?"
"There were things better left to be discovered with time."
Lahen pressed me onto his body and swam us to the shore. He gently pulled me to a rock beneath a shade and sauntered away, picking up a towel and wrapping them around me.
"Lahen."
"Yes, my love."
That voice, that tone. This longing in my heart and the instant intimacy I had with him were... I found no words but his hand holding mine now, it felt perfect and even the first time I met him in the prison, it felt peculiar and scary.
And those dreams, were they even dreams, to begi
