{"id":3705,"date":"2018-08-29T00:00:17","date_gmt":"2018-08-29T04:00:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3705"},"modified":"2018-08-28T22:41:30","modified_gmt":"2018-08-29T02:41:30","slug":"forty-four-08","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3705","title":{"rendered":"Forty-four – 08"},"content":{"rendered":"

[This post is from Cameron’s point of view.]<\/em><\/p>\n

They lapsed into silence for a few seconds, listening to birds calling in the trees, the soft clanging of Matt\u2019s hammer against the anvil up in the forge, the barking of dogs, the sound of people below, working on more shelters while the weather held, before the undoubtedly long winter came\u2014still probably months away, but inevitably coming. Neve shifted slightly, nestling herself more comfortably against him, then said quietly, \u201cYou know, when I first met you, I wasn\u2019t sure if you were meant for someone else.\u201d<\/p>\n

Cameron blinked, stomach twisting for a moment before it settled. \u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, I thought maybe you and my cousin Aoife\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHer<\/em>?\u201d Cameron blurted. \u201cSeriously?\u201d<\/p>\n

Neve choked on a laugh. \u201cWill you let me finish?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIf you were about to say what I think you\u2019re about to say, I\u2019m not sure I want to.\u201d Cameron squinted at her, making a face he knew must have rather eloquently expressed how he felt about a possible pairing with her cousin. Though his encounter with her had been brief, it had been more than enough for him to know that she would not<\/em> have made a good match. Neve stared back at him, clearly struggling to keep a straight face as she looked at him, a grin tugging at one corner of her mouth.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe\u2019s not\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t even start to tell me that.\u201d<\/p>\n

She didn\u2019t bother to stop herself from laughing this time, grinning and shaking her head. \u201cCam.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou were about to suggest that some sort of destiny might have tried to choose her for me. I don\u2019t buy it.\u201d<\/p>\n

Neve\u2019s brow quirked. \u201cWhy not?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause I could never love anyone as much as I love you,\u201d Cameron said simply, watching her as her expression changed, softened, her eyes seeming to grow brighter. \u201cI could live a hundred, a thousand years and not find someone who\u2019s as well-matched.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat makes two of us,\u201d she said softly. \u201cThough I have lived that thousand years and more.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI know,\u201d he murmured, then leaned down to kiss her, gently, savoring the taste of her lips against his, faintly sweet and warm. \u201cI love you, Neve.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI love you, too,\u201d she whispered, then kissed him again. \u201cForever.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAye,\u201d he whispered against her lips. \u201cForever.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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