The Writer and Her Hostess Discover Delightful Treasure

by NightMaiden

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We stayed like that for a precious moment, just appreciating each other’s presence.

His chin rested just on the top of my head; I was pretty tall, so it was interesting in of itself he could do that.

Very, very strangely, I felt completely at peace, albeit a bit dumb.

I was experiencing a dose of that giddy sensation you get when you’re usually undeniably happy.

Why, though…?

Mrs. McCarthy’s voice startled us.

“Aidan! Where are ye, girl? I need help!”

We sprang apart like two cleaved halves, and I suddenly felt completely self-conscious.

“What is it, Mrs. McCarthy?”

“I found something that I think ye may like!”

I shot a glance at Raine, who was looking a little fuzzy; his eyes were clouded over, but I exited the room anyway after throwing a tentative smile in his direction.

I walked to the main entrance of the house, Scooter in close proximity with my heels.

Eventually, he latched himself to my jeans and jumped to my shoulder.

And then, I saw it.

A chest.

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  1. The Writer and Her Hostess Discover Delightful Treasure

    Mistress Elsha Hawk's Buddy Icon Mistress Elsha Hawk

    Posted about 1 month ago

    buried treasure!

  2. The Writer and Her Hostess Discover Delightful Treasure

    OrangeOreos' Buddy Icon OrangeOreos

    Posted about 1 month ago

    @ Elsha: Buried treasure? In Ireland? Who would have thought?!?!

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