132 Impossible Love

ELIA

They slept. She didn't know how long. But at some point in the night her aching muscles forced her awake.

Reth was soundly asleep, his breathing slow and even, his arm thrown over her waist, his face in her hair. She rolled over slowly, staying in the circle of his arms. In the pitch black of the cave she could really see nothing but the vague shape of him, his bulk looming over her even when he lay on his side. He was truly massive, the kind of man she'd always imagined was so muscle-bound he could barely move.

But on Reth… with his height and command of himself… it all became grace and strength.