Moonlight by Felicity Heaton Read Free Book Online

offered a sheepish
smile when he looked over his shoulder. He grinned at her, and then
up at the sky. His eyes closed. The sunlight bathed his
skin.
    He looked
happy.
    His hand
found hers and held it. “Come with me.”
    She
followed him across the grass, staring at his hand. It felt nice to
have him hold it, grasp it tightly as though he would never let her
go. Was he cured now? Her eyes found his face and studied his noble
profile. Her heart fluttered at the sight of him, so handsome and
determined. She hoped he was cured and that his theory about love
was right. She wanted him to love her, because she was falling for
him.
    He let go
of her hand and she looked at her surroundings. It was the wall of
the garden. The small wrought iron side gate was in front of her.
Tristan looked at her again and then pushed it open and walked
through. She frowned, not quite understanding.
    “ It is over,” he said with a wide smile, happiness shining in
his warm brown eyes.
    He ran to
her and she squeaked when he grabbed her around the waist, lifted
her off the ground and twirled with her. She grabbed his shoulders
to steady herself and laughed with him.
    “ It’s really over?”
    He
grinned and nodded. “I could not pass the boundary before. I am
free.”
    She
smiled into his eyes, pleased that they had lifted his curse and
happy to be in his arms. He lowered her, strong hands firm against
her backside, and kissed her. It was slow and deep, a speaking of
their hearts to one another. She didn’t fight it. She let her
feelings carry her along so he would know them from this
kiss.
    It took
her a moment to realise he was walking back towards the house,
still carrying and kissing her. She pulled away and looked over her
shoulder towards the drive.
    “ How long did you say your visit was?” he said, a hint of
mischief in his voice.
    “ Two weeks.” Her eyes met his. They twinkled at her.
    “ Then I do not plan to leave you for two weeks.”
    Her heart
sunk. “And when I leave?”
    His smile
widened and he kissed her again, this time with enough fervour to
make her glad she was being carried because her legs turned to
jelly.
    “ When you leave, I shall leave.”
    “ Where will you go?” she said resting her head against his
shoulder and not wanting to think about the fact he might
leave.
    He
jostled her. “With you of course.”
    She
pushed herself up again and stared into his eyes, her own
reflecting her shock.
    His eyes
widened to match hers.
    “ If you want me to, that is.”
    She
swallowed, told herself that this was crazy, and then nodded. Their
teeth clashed when she kissed him, a little too excited by the fact
he wanted to stay with her. She couldn’t believe that all this
time, her perfect man had been waiting for her to return and bring
him to life. It was too surreal, too amazing to comprehend. It was
challenging enough to be real love.
    “ Ashlyn,” he whispered against her lips.
    “ Mmhmm?” she hummed back at him.
    Her heart
fluttered again.
    “ If you allow me to... I will always be with you
now.”
    She
closed her eyes and rested her head against his shoulder, her arms
holding him and her legs wrapped around his hips.
    She
sighed.
    “ Always mine?” she whispered.
    “ Always.”
    A smile
teased her lips. Tristan had waited for her. He had given her a
night she’d never forget. He was offering her a lifetime with
him.
    “ Tristan?” she said and pressed a kiss to his neck.
    “ Yes?” There was such hope in that word.
    Her smile
became a grin.
    “ I’d love it.”
    He
carried her into the house, holding her close in a way that made it
clear he would always be with her. Her heart warmed and she smiled
properly for the first time in months. Tristan wasn’t the only one
who had been brought to life by their love.
    He’d
brought her to life too.
    She
kissed him softly, snaking her arms around his neck and smiling
against his lips.
    Two weeks
with him would be heaven.
    Her smile
became a grin.
    Her