Falling for Sakura
He would hurt her, and he never ever wanted to hurt her.
He tightened his fists in anguish as he inhaled the sweet scent of her hair, his whole body trembling.
Snow, he thought sadly, this is as close as I can get to you.
He tried to calm this powerful passion he had for this woman by taking deep, shaky breaths, her long hair still in his hands, unseen by Sakura in the darkness.
“I can’t find it,” Conrad said loudly.
“Maybe it’s better if we ask him,” Hayden suggested, heading out the door. “Besides, I don’t think he’ll let you see it until he’s sure it’s ready.”