QUINN
I watch her as she moves. She's so beautiful . . .so graceful. And I can't help but wonder what I have done to deserve such a radiant, wonderful and exquisite soulmate. She is everything I have ever dreamed of and much, much more.
I love watching her as she trains. It's the only time that she is completely at ease . . . flowing from one movement to the next, elegant and perfect. She is my equal . . . my other half . . . My Rashel
She has her dark silken hair tied high on her head, but the dark locks still spill onto her bare and delicate shoulders. It contrasts to her pale skin and as she turns to face me I catch a glimpse of her sparkling eyes. A bright emerald in colour, fierce with concentration. So lost in concentration that she doesn't even realise that I am watching her.
She is dressed simply, grey sweatpants and a little white top that just covers her pert breasts. It gives me a perfect view of her flat toned stomach and I enjoy watching her muscles jump and twitch with every move she makes. She wears no make up . . .she doesn't need to. Her flawless skin is perfect and each and every part of her body is beautiful. Toned and curved in all the right places. But what I love most about my Rashel . . . is her smile. She has a beautiful smile. It lights up her whole face and she gets a twinkle in her eyes. I can feel my heart swelling with love at that very thought.
I feel so lucky that I have found her, Rashel, the love of my life. Every day spent in her company I cherish. I would quickly ram a stake through my heart if it would guarantee her safety for the rest of her life. I don't know what I would do if I lost her. Probably kill everyone that was responsible, Night Worlder or not. But I would die on the inside again, and I don't want to be that cold ever again.
I have never felt this way about anyone before
When I met Dove, sweet and gentle Dove, I fell truly in love with her, but that love would never compare to the love I have for Rashel. When I lost Dove I was angry and bitter. I thought I would never love again, I closed myself of to all emotions . . . especially love.
And the main gift that Rashel has given me. Is the gift to love again . . .and I do with all my heart.
I watch her as she moves. She's so beautiful . . .so graceful. And I can't help but wonder what I have done to deserve such a radiant, wonderful and exquisite soulmate. She is everything I have ever dreamed of and much, much more.
I love watching her as she trains. It's the only time that she is completely at ease . . . flowing from one movement to the next, elegant and perfect. She is my equal . . . my other half . . . My Rashel
She has her dark silken hair tied high on her head, but the dark locks still spill onto her bare and delicate shoulders. It contrasts to her pale skin and as she turns to face me I catch a glimpse of her sparkling eyes. A bright emerald in colour, fierce with concentration. So lost in concentration that she doesn't even realise that I am watching her.
She is dressed simply, grey sweatpants and a little white top that just covers her pert breasts. It gives me a perfect view of her flat toned stomach and I enjoy watching her muscles jump and twitch with every move she makes. She wears no make up . . .she doesn't need to. Her flawless skin is perfect and each and every part of her body is beautiful. Toned and curved in all the right places. But what I love most about my Rashel . . . is her smile. She has a beautiful smile. It lights up her whole face and she gets a twinkle in her eyes. I can feel my heart swelling with love at that very thought.
I feel so lucky that I have found her, Rashel, the love of my life. Every day spent in her company I cherish. I would quickly ram a stake through my heart if it would guarantee her safety for the rest of her life. I don't know what I would do if I lost her. Probably kill everyone that was responsible, Night Worlder or not. But I would die on the inside again, and I don't want to be that cold ever again.
I have never felt this way about anyone before
When I met Dove, sweet and gentle Dove, I fell truly in love with her, but that love would never compare to the love I have for Rashel. When I lost Dove I was angry and bitter. I thought I would never love again, I closed myself of to all emotions . . . especially love.
And the main gift that Rashel has given me. Is the gift to love again . . .and I do with all my heart.