Page 114 of When Glitter Meets Gold

So that’s what he did.

Stay.

He planned to tell her the next morning, but when he brought up that she’d been talking in her sleep, that warm, aching feeling crept in again, and he lost his nerve. Passing the whole thing off as a joke instead. It wasn’t until they reconnected in the city, each meeting with her evoking a stronger version of the feeling he experienced on their first night together. A pull, a swell, a sense of longing in his chest. Fear and hope rolled into one. It grew stronger with every smile, touch and moment shared. Every single part of her continued to trickle deep into his chest cavity until he was consumed with her entirely. Deeply in love with her beyond irrevocable comprehension.

When the sun has settled in the distance, and Sara’s shoulders begin to quiver, they turn back to the cabin.

“We’re doing it on Amber’s bed by the way,” Sara says, looking up at him from her nook under his arm. “Only because she told me not to.”

He laughs. “My family are going to love you.”

“I’m not too crazy for your grandparents?” She winks.

“They might even make more noise than you.” He squeezes her as they enter the cabin.

“Impossible.” Sara grins.

Then, they’re back inside, the fire roaring, the wine flowing. Just the two of them, wrapped up in each other as they fall deeper under the spell of glittering new beginnings and golden adventures to come.

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