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Hope.

But others...

Others feel bigger.

Older.

Deeper.

Like they're coming from him.

Love.

Gratitude.

Devotion so absolute it steals the breath from my lungs.

I break the kiss just enough to look at him.

“Rand...”

His forehead rests against mine.

“I know.”

“No...”

I cup his face, overwhelmed by everything pouring through me.

“I can feel you.”

His moss-green eyes soften.

“You can?”

I nod, tears threatening all over again.

“I don't know how to explain it.”

He smiles gently.

“You don't have to.”

“It feels like...”

I press a hand over my chest.

“...your heart is talking to mine.”

A shaky breath leaves him.

“That's exactly what it feels like.”

I don't know whether it's magic.

Whether it's this mysterious mating bond.

Or whether I'm simply falling for the most extraordinary man I've ever met.