“Will you think of me?” Tem whispered. Caspen didn’t turn. She stared at his shoulders, broad and strong in the dark. His silence was absolute; she could hear nothing but the rustlings of the forest around them, overlaid by the pounding of her own heart. He stood there for so long she wondered if he had even heard her. Finally, he said, “I told you I would.” “I know. I just…” Tem paused, crossing her arms and taking a deep breath before finishing, “I wanted to hear it again.” Caspen still didn’t turn. Instead, an aching pulse shot suddenly between her legs.
Girl... He said
