Blackmoor, Whitemoor and The Black Rose

" You're welcome." She said, hugging him.

 

He tried to kiss her, but didn't have the stength.

 

" Just lay here and rest." She said to him.

 

He grunted and closed his eyes.

 

She ran her fingers through his hair.

 

He smiled, he liked it when she did that.

 

She smiled softly, totaly forgetting where they were.

 

"Kiss?" he whispered.

 

" Of course." She said leaning in and kissing him.

 

He kissed her back. He was lucky to have her and he knew it. He wondered if she knew.

 

She broke it off and ran her fingers through his hair a couple more times.

 

"Love." he whispered.

 

She smiled. " I love you." She said.

 

He smiled and held her hand.

 

She kissed his hand.

 

"Good night." he thought. He fell asleep.

 

She layed her head next to him and fell alseep, still holding his hand.

 

He dreamed that first dream he had with her.

 

She had another dream of the black rose, and the image of her again.

 

He woke up the next morning and was sore, but other that, he was fine!