DERRIEN
Agnes leaves first and I say goodbye to my Mira. Even when we separate just for a few minutes it feels like forever. And I don’t lose my chance to pull her into my arms and to feel the warmth of her body in this incredibly light dress. When my hands slide up and down her curves it seems like she is not wearing anything at all. And although I like it in the bedroom, I don’t like it out in the open. My dragon growls inside of me in agreement and I take off my cape and wrap it around her.
“What are you doing?” she giggles when I close the clasps so that not an inch of her could be seen to anyone, “Rien, I don’t think I would be able to move in it.”
“It’s getting colder,” I say, trying to believe really hard that it’s true, otherwise the magic vow I gave her will bite me in t
