““But… why would you give them to me?” A quiet moment passed. Then gentle fingers slid behind her neck. When Maelyn looked up, Willow pulled her against him and kissed her. Softly. Steadily. The book dropped from Maelyn’s fingers. Willow released her, sliding his hands along her arms to her fingertips before letting go. He scooped up the book and held it toward her, smiling. “Good day, my lady.” Maelyn””
