““A tremor ran through her. Night after night, they cuddled close, but it never grew old. “Cold?” he asked. Too shy to speak the truth, she shook her head. “No.” Her cloak provided sufficient warmth and his body heat added to her comfort, but the truth was that she wanted more. She wanted to crawl into his lap, but refrained from the impulsive whim. Instead, she savored every moment of him holding her while warming her face against his throat.””
