<ul><span style="font-family: new times roman;">Solas smiled, lying on his side now, eyes studied the woman deeply as the first appearance of light found a way into the living room.  A pleasantly, burning warmth that was not that of the female's body touched him, and the Fallen's expression brightened as he raised a hand to caress Millâ€™s hair. Her love, he could sense it, was as pure as their own spiritual origin; or at least he hopped it was. Yet, no mortal would understand how one can fall in love right away after meeting someone else, but this is something mortals will never be able to understand for the simple fact that these two were already meant for one another before this very day.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BFBF80">''I will need to go anyway even though I missed my flight. I have a job and as I said during dinner last night, I am a Moto Racer and I do it for a living.''</span></span> A lopsided grin formed on onecorner of his lips as he slowly kissed Millicient, taking her hand and placing it over his heart, covering the back of that hand with his own. He wasn't too sure how she would accept the fact that he considered himself nothing more today but a man like any other man, and not the Archangel, the Ashen Horseman he once was. <span style="color: #BFBF80"><span style="font-style: italic">''But you can always come with me, you know? Iâ€™m sure Arella would enjoy the sight of New York at night. I can only imagine her facial expression when she sees the Statue of Liberty.''</span></span> The man wasn't too sure of where Arella had been in the past, but keeping the woman and her daughter close will be beneficial for everyone; his way of protecting the spirit of the child until the day he will have to take her back.<br/><br/>The man never walked into something without been armed and prepared, but as he gazed at the woman he desired for so long â€“ even when his past was taken away from him to remember it all or remember where his desire for this woman came from, his heart skipped at the thought of what will befall the child when time comes.  The pain in his chest was way too terrible for his own good, leaving burning sensations through his insides.<span style="color: #BFBF80"><span style="font-style: italic">"You know, I never wanted to hurt you. Weâ€™ve been through too much in one day, but if that's any reassurance then I want you to know, that I will be -- by your side."</span></span> He whispered, the back of his fingers softly embracing her belly. <span style="color: #BFBF80"><span style="font-style: italic">''We better get dressed before she wakes up.''</span></span> Solas chuckled and bit his bottom lip then added. <span style="color: #BFBF80"><span style="font-style: italic">''There is so much I need to ask you, so many things I would like to learn from you, your past for example; my own past, but for now I would take a shower, after all this.. mess.''</span></span><br/><br/>Light blue eyes now dark with passion, an entire chapter of their lovemaking crossed his mind and the man's body tensed in response ready to go for round number two, but he knew that he needed not to be in a hurry. He leaned forward and his firm lips brushed against the woman's neck lightly as feathery like kisses trailed down her chest whilst digits traced a slow path down the woman's spine <span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BFBF80">"I.. Love you"</span></span></span></ul>