He quickly looked at her to check if she was injured. “ Are you alright?” he asks, looking intently at her. He gently swipes the dirt off her clothes; an excuse to touch her; the one he had always dreamed of. The swiping action sent jolts of electricity all through her body. She sways from it. Luther grabs her to keep her steady. They stay peering into each other’s eyes. This moment they had waited for all their lives.
“You are more beautiful than in my dreams,” he says almost breathless. Maybe the universe was stilling everything for them to spend the moment together.
“Who are you?” she asks. She reaches and touches his face.
“I’m drawn to you but have never seen you in my dreams.” She says. She feels him stiffen a bit, she panics thinking she had said the wrong thing.
“Who are y
