The Nordic Girl

Book 1 of Youthful Love Series

The sun was low, it's golden rays sprayed across the courtyard, slowly disappearing under the roofs. He sat on the bench, his head a little low, his midnight black hair swayed slightly. Her hair was a light gold, fleeting in the late summer breeze. Her eyes sparkled with energy, glimmering in the golden light. They were so beautiful to him. She was so beautiful. His heart raced just thinking of the words. He gulped, taking her hands. He looked up into her eyes before saying...