Lena burst into tears.

She didn't know where it had come from or why now; it was as though a tidal wave had suddenly broken forth over her world and her heart was suddenly water-logged with sorrow.

Kit caught her up in his arms as though she had fallen; maybe I am falling, Lena thought; it feels just like it. She was suddenly afraid to hit the ground.

But then he was holding her and her fear dissolved. She rested her damp cheek against his chest, feeling his heartbeat heavily. He smelt like hay and wood smoke; of cinnamon and sweat; of warmth and leather; he smelt like Kit and...