[He can pinpoint exactly the moment that she realizes that he's pulled away from her, as she looks as if she's about to kiss him again. But the distance is too great for her to reach him just so.
He gives her a half-cocked smile that is only broken by the feel of her delicate fingers across his stubble. That makes him close his eyes for a heartbeat before he goes back to smiling down at her.]
You've dropped your flowers, my Lady Iona.
[He's only said her name once aloud to her, but he likes the way it fits in his mouth, likes the effect his saying it has had on her. So, certainly, he's going to start doing so more often.]
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He gives her a half-cocked smile that is only broken by the feel of her delicate fingers across his stubble. That makes him close his eyes for a heartbeat before he goes back to smiling down at her.]
You've dropped your flowers, my Lady Iona.
[He's only said her name once aloud to her, but he likes the way it fits in his mouth, likes the effect his saying it has had on her. So, certainly, he's going to start doing so more often.]