If you’ll have me.

It was difficult to not show the happiness which came from her answer. Nephilim wasn’t able to contain absolute composure as a wide smile stretched across his mouth and the gold of his eyes lit up with the brilliance of the sun. Before he completely lost control of himself and moved forward to touch her, to embrace her, as ever fiber of his being was screaming to do, Nephilim cleared his throat and attempted to behave in a more appropriate manner. It was difficult to restrain the smile to a smaller grin, but he tried.

Nephilim exhaled and looked to her eyes, feeling his heart hit hard and fast in his chest. “There is nothing I would like more than for you to be here again and for us to be together.” It was true. Nephilim might not feel he deserved such happiness when he’d left others to the cold fate of Tinuvel and returned without knowing what had become of them but for just this moment he wanted to revel in Rohanne’s presence.

Though his heart was still beating and he nearly felt as if he might tremble by the emotions coursing in his body, Nephilim leveled his gaze with hers and dropped his voice into a more gentle murmur. They had been alone but speaking quietly, intimately, expressed his words were for her and her alone. “I’ve missed you.”

After all this time and though they’d barely begun to know one another when they were young, Nephilim had missed her.