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As I gazed into his eyes, I whispered softly.
"No one has ever done this for me."The truth hung in the air like a promise, and William's gentle smile assured me that this was only the beginning.
"This is only the beginning."
he whispered back, his breath dancing across my skin, sending shivers down my spine. I wondered if he truly meant that?
I felt overwhelmed by his thoughtfulness, like a delicate flower blooming under his care.
"You do too much,"
I said, my voice barely audible, as I basked in the warmth of his attention, an attention which I had grown to cherish.
He intertwined our hands, his fingers weaving through mine like the tender shoots of a vine.
"I feel I do too little,"
he replied, his eyes locked on mine, filled with a depth of emotion that left me breathless.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the sky, I leaned my head on William's shoulder, feeling the warmth of his body seeping into mine.
The gentle rocking of the boat lulled me into a sense of tranquility, as if the world had melted away, leaving only the two of us, suspended in this perfect moment.
I felt like a schoolgirl again, with a crush that left me giddy and unsure, yet utterly thrilled. But this was more than that - it was a connection that ran deep, a sense of belonging I'd never known before this moment.
As our feet dangled over the edge of the boat, I knew I was falling even deeper in love with him, and William was the safe haven where I could land.
As William's thumb traced gentle circles on my hand, a spark of electricity coursed through me, imbuing me with a sense of audacity.
I leaned in, my heart pounding in anticipation, and planted a soft, whispery kiss on his cheek.
The touch of my lips to his skin was like a whispered secret, a promise of things to come. I breathed in the scent of his skin, a subtle blend of saltwater and citrus, and felt my pulse quicken.
William's eyes widened in surprise, his gaze locking onto mine with a mix of astonishment and delight.
He raised his hand, touching the spot where my lips had grazed his cheek, as if to confirm the sensation.
His skin was warm, his cheekbone sharp beneath my touch. The ocean breeze carried the cries of seagulls, and the waves lapped gently against the boat's hull, creating a soothing melody.
The air around us vibrated with tension, the only sound the gentle lapping of the waves and the soft creaking of the boat.
I felt a shiver run down my spine as William's eyes darkened, his pupils dilating with desire. His gaze was like a slow-burning fire, igniting a flame within me.
In the silence, I wondered if I had overstepped, if I had misread the moment. How embarrassing but then, a slow, sultry smile spread across his face, like a sunrise breaking over the horizon.
"I have been waiting for you to do that,"
he whispered, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down my spine.
I blushed and looked aside, avoiding his gaze, as a flutter in my chest made my heart skip a beat.
William's gentle smile and piercing eyes made me feel like a treasured gem, and I couldn't help but wonder if I was just a fleeting infatuation.
"Is that a good thing?"
I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, as I struggled to decipher the emotions swirling within me.
William's chuckle was low and husky, sending shivers down my spine.
"It's a wonderful thing," he whispered, coiling a lock of my hair around his finger, a tender gesture that had become a familiar habit.
The gentle tug on my hair sent a spark of electricity through me. If I had not known any better I would have claimed this man had used an enchantment spell on me.
I felt a sudden surge of self-consciousness, my mind racing with doubts.
"How so? Does it not show that I'm...predictable?" I asked, my voice laced with uncertainty.
William's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled.
"No, love, because I've only dreamed about us sharing a moment like this together,"
he said, his voice filled with sincerity. His words were like a warm embrace, enveloping me in a sense of comfort and belonging.
I smiled, feeling the weight of his gaze like a gentle caress. The fireflies danced in the night sky like tiny gold lights, casting a magical glow over us.
I felt like a fairytale princess in her unrealistic world with her dearest prince charming.
This moment we shared truly felt unrealistic and I felt amazing. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the soft lapping of the waves against the boat's hull.
"Ama," William whispered, breaking the silence, and I hummed in response, my gaze shifting towards him and my heart skipped a beat. His blue orbs twinkled in the moonlight and they looked absolutely magical.
Then, he asked, his voice low and husky,
"Can I woo you?"
leaving me staring at him in shock and bewilderment, my mind racing with the implications of his words.
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The Colonial Heart
Ficción histórica"Britain, 1840s Prince William Harry Harrington, the eldest son of the British monarch, stood atop the grand balcony of Windsor Castle, gazing out at the sprawling gardens below. His thoughts, however, were far from the lush greenery and vibrant flo...