Quinn's POV

Her sight brings relief. She's the high point of my day. I have craved her presence since we arrived.

She isn't aware but her presence is always soothing. Something I will take to my grave than admit it to her.

She stands by the open door unsure of what to do. My nerves take a spike as her strawberry scent mix in with the earthly scent that drifts in from the open door, accompanied by the harsh wind.

She attempts to smile to cover her blush. She looks sad but smiles to hide it too. I want to unravel what she hides but am afraid of what will...