Chapter 21 Falling to Fate
The room was silent except for the steady crackle of the low burning fire and the breathy pants of two satisfied lovers. Russ let his body drop in exhaustion onto the bed beside Jos and pulled her onto his chest. A wide grin spread from ear to ear as he slid damp tendrils of hair out of his face. "My gods! If I would have known it would be that great, I would have talked you into this months ago." He joked between pants. He ran one hand over her arm and used the other to brush the wild stray hairs from her face.