…and I’d have been hunting for you you…. They were simple words, easily understood, and in an immense rush all the yearning and longing, all the missing Rolf Rose had refused to take over on this mission came flooding through her, even if he was right there. She could just reach out and touch him, and yet in that moment she felt like she was still in India while he was here and now she was home and he was here and her spirit soared!
Taking another step backwards, she paused with a small gasp of mock-surprise when Rolf’s plucking finally paid off and her towel dropped to the floor where she left it, not caring one bit about it at this point. “I like the bed with you in it better,” she grinned and shrieked when he picked her up, playfully slapping his shoulder until she managed work her way down his body so her legs were around his waist and her arms around his neck. “I love you so much, dragul meu,” she whispered, her heart pounding, fatigue and immensely huge feelings for the man in her arms taking her over as she combed her fingers into his hair, pulling his head down for a long, deep kiss.