Written By Diana Gabaldon
Don't move, Sassenach," Jamie's voice came softly, next to me. "Just for a moment, mo duinne--be still." I obligingly froze, until he touched me on the shoulder. "That's all right, Sassenach," he said, with a smile in his voice. "It's only that ye looked so beautiful, wi' the fire on your face, and your hair waving in the wind. I wanted to remember it.Download
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