The morning light filtered softly into the Cave. Leah stirred, the faint scent of flowers and fresh grass filling her senses. She opened her eyes, confused for a moment by her surroundings. Blankets wrapped snugly around her, and as she looked around, she realized with a jolt that she was wearing nothing but a soft T-shirt. Her heart raced as recognition dawned—it was his T-shirt.
Memories of the previous night flooded back, and her cheeks burned with embarrassment. The berries, her reckless plunge into the lake, the overwhelming sensations that had consumed her… and Sath. She buried her face in her hands. What had she done? How could she have acted so impulsively? She had lunged at him, kissed him, demanded him—his touch, him refusing to take her even when he had the chance.
Her eyes da
