A Promise

" I want you..." Evangeline woke up to Lucien's voice still echoing in her ear. Lazily, she got out of bed, unable to believe that last night had been real. If it were not for the fact that her thighs were sore from holding onto the bike, she would have been sure that she'd dreamt everything up.

Heck, she was the princess of Estania and she had no idea that such rallies were regularly held so close to the capital! She'd always thought these things happened too far away from Estania. Her horizons had been broadened. In many different ways. 

She could still feel her lips tingling at the way he had caught her face and kissed her. Deeply. Passionately. His hand had been in her hair as he tongue connected fiercely with hers.