CHAPTER 39 A Night Together

　　[Moyra’s POV]

　　A mixture of both excitement and nervousness began to roll through me as Armon’s strong hand led me towards our tent. Our tent… That was so strange to think about, especially since, up until earlier in the day, there wasn’t anything between us. There is a lot of uncertainty and awkward feelings.

　　"Are you nervous?" Armon’s voice asked, sending my heart into overdrive. "If you'd like, I can sleep outside of the tent."

　　"I..." I began, but realized that as a member of the Fae, I couldn’t lie. "Am." I finished lamely. "But that doesn't mean I don't want you in here with me."

　　At my words, the area around us grew quiet, and I found myself wishing that I could see to know what expression Armon was sporting.

　　Was he disappointed in me? Was he offended? It was no secret between us that Eli and I had advanced a bit, even if it wasn’t to the point of no return.

　　"Don’t worry."

　　Gasping, I felt myself being lifted into strong arms and carried the rest of the way.