The river below Ethan Laurent isn't rushing; as long as they're not hurt, given their current situation, Summer Ford knows he can handle it, so she's not worried.
She lowered her gaze, glancing at the hand she held, her eyes quietly fixed on him, staring into his dark ink-hued eyes, her gaze profound and deep.
"I wish to hold onto someone, so when danger comes, he will shield me; when obstacles block my path, he will clear them away; when panic and fear arise, he will offer me the strongest support, always able to be on the same boat as me. Even if the boat sinks, we can bring someone down together!"
Her pace of speech was very slow, and the first few words sounded like a confession.
But what was that at the end?
Ethan Laurent suppressed the smile at the corner of his lips, his dark eyes fixed on hers, his gaze like stars suddenly twinkling in the night, dazzling and bright.
