"When We Were Young"

"Once I told you I'd thought of you looking around and seeing someone who appealed to you more. I wasn't joking." She gave him a little shake. "You should have been." 

Didn't she realize how lovely she was, how regal? 

Didn't she know how clumsy she could make a man feel with just a smile?

For Now, Forever

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Everybody loves the things you do
From the way you talk
To the way you move...
Everybody here is watching you
'Cause you feel like home
You're like a dream come true

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He took her hand in his. "Last night I dreamed. I dreamed of you. It started on the night we met, that first waltz."

 

"The summer ball," she murmured. She had only to smile to see the moonlight, smell the flowers. Odd, it had been in her dreams as well. "It was a beautiful night."

"You were beautiful," he corrected. "And I wanted you more than I'd ever wanted anything in my life."

"You were arrogant," she remembered, smiling. "And desperately attractive." 

Leaning over, she kissed him softly, lingeringly. The same passion that they'd felt in the beginning hovered over them. "You still are, Daniel."

"I'm old, Anna."

"We're both old."

He pressed her hand to his lips. The ring he'd given her so many years before was cool against his skin. 

"And I still want you more than I've ever wanted anything in my life."

For now, Forever

set fire to the rain

One of the choices was Sam Logan. 

But to what extent did she trust her instincts there, 

weighing them with logic and past history?

A misstep with him could crush her a second time. 

She might not survive it whole.

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He opened his hand, and where her tear had lain was a slice of light.
Grinning at her, he tossed it high, and stars fountained from it, raining down like
little sparks of flame.
“A symbol,” he said, plucking one of the lights from the air.

“A promise. I’ll give you the stars, Mia.”

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