Giona felt herself quiver because he was touching her and because his arms were around her.
There were so many things she wanted to say to him, but she felt as if her voice had died in her throat and it was impossible to find words to say what was in her heart.
“Today,” Miklōs said, still in that quiet voice, “you kissed me because you were so glad that we were no longer in danger. I would like to think that you kissed me for another reason.”
He felt her tremble, but she did not speak and after a moment he asked,
“Because you love me?”
She wanted to hide her face against him, but he prevented her from doing so. Instead he said,
“I will say it first – I love you, my darling! And the only way I can express my love is by kissing you.”
As he spoke, his lips came down on hers and without
