Kane
"Okay, keep me updated, and quickly," I ordered, before ending the call and turning to Zara.
Disappointment washed over me like an avalanche crashing into the valley below. She stood and adjusted her dress. Giving me a shy smile, her cheeks were like rubies.
She said, "I need to sleep... tomorrow will be a busy day."
Stroking her hair, she tried to smooth it down, tucking it behind her crimson ear, and muttered again, "I fulfilled my bet, and I think you're satisfied."
Striding forward, I reached her before she could escape. She watched me approach her; her shyness intensified as I approached and reached out to touch her disheveled hair.
Slowly, I began to remove the pins and beads that held her beautiful hair together. She didn't need any embellishments; it was already beautiful.
She merely looked at me shyly, but didn't move or say a word until she had let all her hair down.
Lifting it, I slowly tossed it over her shoulder, feeling the shiny strands in my hand.
