The soft glow of the setting sun painted the terrace in warm hues of gold and amber.
A gentle breeze carried the faint fragrance of flowers from the garden below, brushing through the curtains that swayed lazily against the railings.
Brandon sat comfortably on the outdoor couch as wisps of clouds drifted lazily.
In his lap, Ravene was sitting sideways with her body curled toward him, her legs draped over the cushion.
She had her arms wrapped loosely but affectionately around his neck as she rested her head against his shoulder.
He looked down at her with a faint smile as his fingers gently brushed across her cheek, tracing the curve of her jaw as she snuggled closer into the warm hollow of his neck.
"Kael…" she whispered softly against his skin and he felt a little ticklish.
He tilted his head slightly to glance at her, amused by how she always chose to call him that when she wanted his attention in a tender way.
