Chapter 30

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A/N Evelyn here! I'm off of hiatus and have a bunch of chapters written out, so I'm going to publish about 10 - 15 of them, maybe even 20! 

On to the story!

Biana's POV:

I sat down on the soft blanket, waiting for Tam. A cool breeze swept through the trees, tossing my hair in its clutches. I shivered in my light dress, the sun was starting to set, we would have to go inside soon. A flash of light caught my eye.

"Tam!" I cried, running toward him. I tripped on a branch, and landed in Tam's arms! My face must have rivaled tomatoes.

Tam's POV:

"You need to be more careful," I gently scolded. "You okay?" She nodded, her face an adorable shade of red. "Let's go sit down." The moment we went down to the cool shade, Biana started to shiver. I handed her my jacket.

"Th-thank you!" She took it with gratitude. I could tell it was taking all of her willpower not to smell it. I scooted close to her.

"No problem." I pulled out the basket I brought, full of all the food Linh could make. It had everything from curfleroot stew to tevaseic bread. Biana's eyes grew bigger at every plate I plopped out. "Yeah," I grimaced, "Linh likes to bake."

Biana's POV:

My eyes were wide as I watched Tam pull plate after plate out of the basket.

"Yeah," he seemed to shrink, "Linh likes to bake." I laughed and his shoulders relaxed,

"It all looks delicious. Here," I pulled out my own platter of heberry soup, "I made this earlier." I blushed.

"It looks great!" Tam assured me, brushing his bangs out of his eyes. The silver tips tinkled like wind chimes. I shook my head to clear it.

"Thank you." I grabbed a slice of tevaseic bread and we began eating.

Tam's POV: 

***SLIGHTY GRAPHIC***

Leaning back I patted my full stomach. That was a lot of food. Biana lay next to me, and I couldn't help but let out a happy little sigh. She giggled, and the sound vibrated through me, tingling every cell. We stayed like that for a while, curled up next to each other, her head on my chest. Then I noticed Biana shivering.

"We should head in." She nodded, and I picked her up, carrying her inside bridal style. Setting her down on her bed, I stood up.

"I should probably get going." She shook her head sleepily,

"Stay." she mumbled. Stubborn AND adorable. How did I get her? Hesitantly, I sat on the edge of the bed. Bi scooted closer, wrapping me up in a hard kiss. I sunk into her, running my hands over her body. I placed my hands on her waist, moving to her back, wanting to keep her forever. MY Bi.

 I loved my Biana. She pressed herself so hard against me, I'd swear I'd get bruises. I buried my head in her hair, it smelled like sugar and sunshine. She pulled me closer, nudging my head in the crook between her neck and shoulder. 

Oh, okay. I hugged her from behind, wrapping my hands around her waist. I leaned in, my mouth level with her neck, and softly kissed it. Biana let out the sweetest little moan I've ever heard. So I did it again. This was addicting. She returned the favor, and we stayed that way, long into the night.

Biana's POV:

His skin was soft and sweet, and comforting, like an old dress you don't want to throw away. I wanted to stay there forever, in the arms of my Tam. My handsome Shade. For being so cold, he could be the warmest person in the all of the Lost Cities.

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