Here's another scene from Lord Midnight, where the highwayman Gabriel is asking Marisa to have faith in him. He realizes she gives her trust willingly, but he has never demonstrated his own in her, until now:
Gabriel untied the knot holding his mask in place and lowered the thin piece of black leather, shocked at how vulnerable he felt.
A tender smile lit Marisa's face. She traced her fingers around his eyes, and down his nose, as if memorizing every bit of his features. His heart thumped madly, though whether at her delicate touch or his fear of exposure, he was not certain.
She continued to outline his face until her exploration ended with her fingertips against his lips. He kissed the soft skin, relishing her answering sigh.
I'm really enjoying everyone's Six Sentence Sunday snippets each week. I often have to make my comments much later in the day, thanks to work commitments, but it's something I really look forward to. Happy Sixing!