Love's Healing Touch
"The silence doesn't judge you.
No," he answered. "But it lets you hear everything you've been trying to run from."
She glared at him, gazing at him. "And is that a good thing?"
"I think it's the only thing that healing can be."
She didn't answer. She pressed further against his shoulder, her head bobbing there without even realizing it. Adrian braced himself for a second—then slowly, very, very slowly, eased against her touch,
The warmth of her, the silence, the smell of her hair like rain and herbs. all going around him like some sort of salve.