I even liked the way he walked, I thought as I watched him, devouring the sight as hungrily as a war bride. The Moon was full and milky light washed his handsome features in only a pale glow that left deep shadows, but still I was waiting for him.
I even liked the way he walked, I thought as I watched him, devouring the sight as hungrily as a war bride. The Moon was full and milky light washed his handsome features in only a pale glow that left deep shadows, but still I was waiting for him.