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I don’t know why I feel the way I do. All I know is that there is a spark between Amara and me, and nothing will put it out. I can’t explain it or put it into words, but it’s suddenly the only thing in my life that I’m certain of. I don’t know who I am or where I came from, but I can’t deny that Icraveher.
Everything has changed now, although I cannot put my finger on how it has changed.
All I know is that I want Amara in ways that I probably shouldn’t. She is looking down at her hands, and her face is red and warm.
Could she possibly feel the same way about me?
We continue to sit in silence. The light atmosphere that existed while we were drinking vanished. Now it seems that things are too awkward for us to even talk.
Why wouldn’t she talk to me? If she didn’t feel the same way? Maybe she feels it too? This heat in the air is almost suffocating. A heat that I know will only go away if I touch her again.
After several minutes of silence has passed, Amara stands up abruptly, and I follow her almost instinctively.
“Where are you going?” My voice is not my own. Instead, it is thick and dark and full of an emotion that I know I will never be able to identify.
“Amara?” I follow her as she walks away from the little camp we have built. A camp that now feels like home.
She turns to look at me. It seems her movements are almost reluctant.
“I’m going to a waterfall close by,” she says. She doesn’t explain why but she also doesn’t tell me to stay behind.
So I take hold of her arm and I follow her.
The forest becomes deeper and darker as we walk away from the hideout.
How could there possibly be a waterfall here?
I gasp with surprise when we come to a stop, and I see that we’re standing close to the edge of a cliff.
I can see the waterfall in the distance, and I continue following Amara down a well-trodden trail.
And now the air between us is so thick that I almost cannot breathe.
Why do I feel this way?
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“I’m going to a waterfall close by.” I tell Kian and then I turn to continue walking towards the falls.
But Kian keeps a hand on my arm, not letting me go.
“We get our water there when we’re hunting here,” I tell him, and my voice is hoarse.
I don’t want to tell him that I am going to bathe myself there, because he’ll want to join me, and I can’t let him get his wounds wet.
While part of me hopes that he won’t follow me, because he shouldn’t follow me, another part of me, the larger part of me, hopes that hewillfollow me.
The air between us is thick and hot, and I can barely breathe as I look up at him. His bright blue eyes have never been sharper or brighter than they are at this moment.
For a second, he leans down toward me, and I freeze.
Is he actually going to kiss me? Is that what you want, Amara? For him to kiss you?
But then Kian nods and lets me go, and I nod right back before I practically break into a run.
The moon might be full, but the light from the moon is dim in this part of the forest.
