408 Zino!

How long did Mark stare into those dark eyes?

Darker than the Night. Darker than any shadow. Darker than the forest.

The forest he had entered to get lost... Getting lost in those eyes seemed a much easier task.

"It had to do with touching her, didn't it? Why aren't you doing anything?" She seemed disappointed. "Am I not to your taste?"

She was.

"You have no idea what you're talking about." Mark whispered as he pulled back.

"If you're unwilling, then doesn't that tell you everything you need?"

His cheeks left her hands, and she lay her arms on the ground, haphazardly above her head. 

Mark remained silent.

"Sorry for shouting."

"Whatever. I'll take Krista back to Elisa."

"Then?"

"Then I'll decide."

Laylah shrugged silently.

He pushed himself off the ground and she sat up.

"Guess we have to walk across again." Laylah said as she dusted off her black dress.

"Yeah."