Re: Rhiannon and Cian
“I can feel you looking at me.” Rhiannon reached a hand without needing to search for him. After all these months together, Cian’s presence still vibrated on a different frequency for her, one she felt at the core of her being where hunters sensed ‘the other.’ When they spent long periods of time together, it would settle into a pleasant background hum that she grew accustomed to, only to rise up again when there was any time apart or when she let her sixth sense tune into it. The brunette was smiling. Then she did look. “You’re even better looking than when you walked off.”