Flor's Fiasco (Icehome, #16)

by Ruby Dixon

Something inside me feels as if it is reborn each time we come together.

All of me is yours.”

“Resonance has made me realize that T’ia is not the right one for me. That the right one for me was standing nearby all along, and I was too blind to see it.” He rubs his chin thoughtfully. “I wonder if resonance merely gives us a push in the direction we need. It always selects the right mate. Perhaps it sees the heart far more clearly than we do.”

F’lor laughs again, the sound light and happy. “You, sir, are a huge dork.” “I am your dork,” I reply. A dork must be a strong-hearted hunter who knows what he wants and I am certainly that.

“You are mine. If T’ia was being attacked by sky-claw and you had a splinter in your finger, I would let them chew freely upon her because your hand comes first.”