Eight four 

I couldn’t believe how much Rafe made me happy. It was like he was a completely different person after the whole bomb blast happened. Tears of happiness blurred my vision. I went willingly into his arms, losing myself in his drugging kiss, in the overwhelming rightness of this moment. With the faeries' tinkling laughter a musical backdrop to our passion, we sank down onto the mossy bank in a tangle of eager limbs, ready to make a new memory in this secret haven. One of ...