Dinner with Leyla

Eva sat with her head in her hands. What just happened?

"Was Lucas always like this?"

She was used to him being quiet, almost stoic beside her. Guiding her to learn new skills. Always hiding his expression in the shadows of the hood of his cloak.

Eva's fingers trailed across her lips once more and she almost trembled at the memory of his passionate embrace. Lines from romance novels seemed to have come alive in those moments.

She glanced around the two room house. Lucas had given her something so unbelievable again. He was always giving her things. She buried her face back into her hands and groaned.

"You can't always be the one giving me things. Especially, when you know I can not give you anything in return."

Almost everything she needed was given to her by Lucas. Her sword, weapons, armor, and her cloak. She looked up and found her cloak had been tossed aside on the table. When did that happen?

"Why am I so shameless?"