Just as before nothing moved. Not even a grain of sand was out of place despite his fractional movements to stay upright like she was. His focus rained down on the amulet, expecting the transition to take place, and yet they waited. Bless her, she waited just as patiently as her hair began to settle behind her shoulders.
“You look stunning,” she blurted out.
Her complement ripped Morgan right out of his thorough composition. So much was on the line. Getting one thought jumbled up would be the end of everything. He could not mess this up. Still, he hesitated as he kept his focus on the amulet.
“I mean,” he heard her falter. “You always have. It’s just…
“What?” Morgan asked, trying to humor her.
“Never mind…” she replied at the same time.
The strike of the cold water against his
