4
Maddox
Perhaps the dream was different for her. Perhaps she truly did not know who I was.
By the time she answered me I’d nearly forgotten the question.
“All right.”
All right. She was inviting me to sit beside her.
Eager as an untried youth, I leapt on top of the strange wood hut and jumped up to sit beside her. Careful, so very careful not to touch. Touching would awaken the fire in my body, and I didn’t want to scare her, or take her on the roof of a house built for walking birds. I crossed my arms over my chest to remove the temptation to reach for her and looked down upon the odd animals. “There are too many of the creatures. I do not believe you gave each of them a name.”
A sparkle came to her eye and I knew I had won, even before her full, pink lips formed her next words.
