Caleb was late by two minutes and he wanted to kick himself. He'd been apart from his Annie for far too long as it was and to keep her waiting was unforgivable. What if she thought it was deliberate? What if she thought he didn't want to be with her or wasn't coming? What if...?
His mental remonstrations ground to a halt as his breath rushed out of his body At the edge of the pond, staring into the midnight blue water, stood the very reason for his existence. The full moon cast its silvery rays onto the small figure, creating an ethereal halo around her riot of red curls. The sweet scent of lavender and jasmine instantly eased some of his anxiety, as it always did.
How many days had it been since he'd last seen her? How many long hours since her scent, her love, and her laughter had soot
