The Bride of Windermere (2011)
“A tent was set up near the lake for Wolf and his bride, and several tarps were hung from the trees to shield the men from the worst of the rain. Wolf stayed out and helped see to the animals and the supplies before the storm broke, rejoining Kit in their tent only after everything was secure.
He found his wife dozing in the center of their little shelter, amid the furs they’d brought in case of such weather. A pale yellow candle in a.clay bowl flickered and sputtered, casting changing shadows on her face. Wolf shucked off his clothes and settled in under the furs, next to her bare skin. He wrapped an arm about her waist and pulled her close.
Kit stirred at the gentle intrusion, then came awake hazily.
“It’s started to rain,” he said. His voice seemed a caress in contrast to the harsh, irregular pattering on the fabric of the tent. She could feel his warm breath ruffling her hair.
“I hear it,” Kit replied, glancing around their dry nest. She felt as though they were alone in the world,... nestled in a warm cocoon.MoreLess
He found his wife dozing in the center of their little shelter, amid the furs they’d brought in case of such weather. A pale yellow candle in a.clay bowl flickered and sputtered, casting changing shadows on her face. Wolf shucked off his clothes and settled in under the furs, next to her bare skin. He wrapped an arm about her waist and pulled her close.
Kit stirred at the gentle intrusion, then came awake hazily.
“It’s started to rain,” he said. His voice seemed a caress in contrast to the harsh, irregular pattering on the fabric of the tent. She could feel his warm breath ruffling her hair.
“I hear it,” Kit replied, glancing around their dry nest. She felt as though they were alone in the world,... nestled in a warm cocoon.MoreLess
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