I Love you

I love you
The whole Scene:

I laid my head on Jamie’s shoul­der and sighed. He squeezed me gen­tly in response.
“This is what you were born to do, isn’t it, Jamie?”
“Per­haps, Sasse­nach.” He looked out over the fields and build­ings, the crofts and the roads, then looked down, a smile sud­den­ly curv­ing the wide mouth.
“And you, my Sasse­nach? What were you born for? To be lady of a manor, or to sleep in the fields like a gyp­sy? To be a heal­er, or a don’s wife, or an outlaw’s lady?”
“I was born for you,” I said sim­ply, and held out my arms to him.
“Ye know,” he observed, let­ting go at last, “you’ve nev­er said it.”
“Nei­ther have you.”
“I have. The day after we came. I said I want­ed you more than any­thing.”
“And I said that lov­ing and want­i­ng weren’t nec­es­sar­i­ly the same thing,” I coun­tered.
He laughed. “Per­haps you’re right, Sasse­nach.” He smoothed the hair from my face and kissed my brow. “I want­ed ye from the first I saw ye—but I loved ye when you wept in my arms and let me com­fort you, that first time at Leoch.”
The sun sank below the line of black pines, and the first stars of the evening came out. It was mid-Novem­ber, and the evening air was cold, though the days still kept fine. Stand­ing on the oppo­site side of the fence, Jamie bent his head, putting his fore­head against mine.
“You first.”
“No, you.”
“Why?”
“I’m afraid.”
“Of what, my Sasse­nach?” The dark­ness was rolling in over the fields, fill­ing the land and ris­ing up to meet the night. The light of the new cres­cent moon marked the ridges of brow and nose, cross­ing his face with light.
“I’m afraid if I start I shall nev­er stop.”
He cast a glance at the hori­zon, where the sick­le moon hung low and ris­ing. “It’s near­ly win­ter, and the nights are long, mo duinne.” He leaned across the fence, reach­ing, and I stepped into his arms, feel­ing the heat of his body and the beat of his heart.
“I love you.”

All rights for the Pic­ture go to the right­ful owner Starz
Excerpt and Quote by Diana Gabal­don from “Outlander“
I own not­hing but the editing
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2 Comments

  1. Taimi Pimentola-Heikkinen
    March 3
    Reply

    You real­ly know your ‘edit­ing’! All are real­ly well done!

    • Heike Ginger Ba
      March 6
      Reply

      Hi Tai­mi,

      thanks again for yourt vis­it and sor­ry i response so late but a cold hit me last week…thank you so very much for your kind words LG Heike Gin­ger

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