"You weren't supposed to be able to recognize me." She murmurs before he kisses her and deepens the kiss, wrapping her arms around him tightly. "She wanted to disappear forever. I couldn't let that happen!"

She rubs the tears on her cheeks away with the back of her hand and touches his face. "I almost lost you in my weakness."

There is a sick pleasure when he mentions the patch of clover. Analise would enjoy sex in the outdoors, surrounded by her trees and the smell of bees and honey. She smooths her hand down from his face and over his chest. Yes. This is acceptable. She will enjoy this, even if she doesn't have a knife to gut him while he's on top of her.

"I remember. I remember all the times you made love to me. Here and by the water and in the furs on my bed! But bring me back, Wade. We did it once, you can keep me with you for good this time."