This time his arms did encircle her, and Yulen drew her to his chest where she trembled against him. He pulled a blanket up to cover her bare back and shoulders, then held her until she managed to stop shivering.
“Let me guess. You couldn’t find your leaves, so that’s why you wouldn’t make love with me. You feared getting pregnant. Were you waiting until we got to Wallis so you could get more of these leaves? And that’s why you’ve finally allowed me back into your body?”
“Yes...and no.”
His warm hands pulled her away from his comforting chest, and fingers lifted her chin until she was forced to look at him. “What are you trying to tell me?” he asked patiently.
Biting her lips, she confessed. “There are no more tunsul leaves. At least, not until next spring.” As she expected,
