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4 " Laurel lifted his chin until their faces were even. Tamani closed his eyes and she could feel his jaw trembling under her hands. She brushed her lips over his, reveling in the velvety softness of his mouth against hers. When he didn’t pull away, she pressed more firmly, knowing, somehow, that she had to move slowly, convince his tattered soul so carefully that she meant every word.
‘I love you. And I’m asking you...’ She opened her mouth slightly and gently scraped her teeth along his bottom lip, feeling his whole body shudder. ‘No,’ she amended, ‘I’m begging you, to come be with me.’ And she pressed her mouth against his and murmured, ‘Forever.’
For a few seconds he didn’t respond.
Then a groan escaped his throat and he thrust his fingers into her hair, pulling her mouth to his with a fierce hunger.
‘Kiss me,’ she whispered. ’And don’t stop.’
His mouth enveloped hers again and their shared sweetness tasted like ambrosia as he caressed her eyelids, her ears her neck, and Laurel marveled at the strangeness of the world. She had loved him, had always loved him. She had even known it, somehow.
‘Are you sure?’ Tamani murmured, his lips softly grazing her ears.
‘I am so sure,’ Laurel said, her hands clutching the front of his shirt.
‘What changed?’ He pushed her hair away from her face, his fingers lingering on her temples, just brushing her eyelashes.
Laurel sobered. ‘When I brought you the potion, I thought I was too late. And I had just taken it myself. And all I wanted right at that moment was to take my own cure away. To die with you.’
Tamani pressed his forehead gainst hers and lifted one hand to stroke her chhek.
‘I’ve loved you a long time,’ she said. ‘But there was always something holding me back. Maybe it was that I was afraid of an emotion that was so consuming. It still frightens me,’ she admitted in a whisper. "

, Destined (Wings, #4)

5 " Tamani checkled. ‘If it makes you feel any better, it scares the daylights our of me on a regular basis.’ He rained kisses on her again, his fingers pressed against her back and her waist, and Laurel realized that his chest was shaking convulsivly.
‘What?’ She asked pulling away. ‘What’s wrong?’
But he wasn’t sobbing-- he was laughing! ‘The World Tree,’ he said. ‘It was right all along.’
‘When you got your answer?’
He nodded.
‘You said you would tell me someday what it said. Will you now?’
‘Commit.’
‘What?’
‘The tree just said, commit.’ He ran his fingers through his hair, smiling a little.
‘I don’t understand,’ Laurel said.
‘Neither did I. I was already your fear-gleidhidh; I’d committed my life to protecting you.
When the tree told me that, I figured you were as good as mine. Easy.’
‘And then I told you to leave,’ Laurel said, sorrow at the memory settling deep within her.
‘I understand why you did,’ Tamani said, threading his fingers through hers. ‘And it
probably was better for us in the long run. But it hurt.’
‘I'm sorry.’
‘Don't be. I was listening to the tree, and to my own selfish desires, when I should have
been listening to you. I think I know what the tree really meant now,’ he said, his voice rumbling against her ear. ‘I needed to commit my life to you-- not to guiding you or protecting you, completely, in my core. I needed to stop worrying about whether you would ever do the same for me. In a way, I think that's what coming to the human world did, and why I wasn't sure I could bare to go back.’ He traced his finger down her face. ‘I was committed to the idea before-- to the love I felt for you. But not to you. And I think you sensed that change or you’d have rejected me.’
‘Maybe,’ Laurel said, although at this moment she couldn't fathom rejecting him for any
reason.
His fingers found her chin, lifting it so he could look her in the eyes. ‘Thank you,’ he said
softly.
‘No,’ she said, running one finger across his bottom lip, ‘Thank you.’ Then she pulled his

face down, their lips meeting, melting together again. She wished she could stay there all day, all year, all eternity, but reality came creeping slowly back in. "

, Destined (Wings, #4)