Chapter 69

He was panting, although not sweating. Amelia was a little shaky getting to her feet, but he observed she never stopped touching him—a hand on his back, or his arm. Their aspects brushing when she grew to become to look at the cave.

“It's not much,” he said. “But it will keep us dry and warm till I take you home later.”

Then her eyes snapped up to him and her scent flushed with warmth.. “As lengthy as you're with me, Gabriel… I do not assume I care.”

Amelia POV

The cave was stunning and natural… and creepy as all get out. The partitions have been a beautiful, textured stone, molded with the aid of time and its countless dwellers into a enormously clean floor with an arched space peppered with tiny alcoves and ripples... that likely hid insects. Or... oh, fuck... bats?

Amelia had to pressure herself no longer to shudder bodily when there was a rustle at the lower back of the cave, in its shadowy depths, that startled her. Gabriel informe