Willow

Blinking her eyes open, Willow looked up at the darkening sky. Deep, navy blue, and purples hung over the trees. Within the forest, it was darker and murkier.

Ronan’s arms were secured around her, pinning her in place.

Gently, carefully, Willow wiggled out of his arms and put her dress back on. She knelt down beside Ronan and studied him as he slept.

His dark skin had a bronze hue to it. She’d seen his chest dozens of times while caring for his wound but ...