I fought back the memory of our wedding night. He was a virgin; his hands trembled when he touched me. I had been afraid too--with better reason. And then in the dawn he had held me, naked back against his chest, his thighs warm and strong behind my own, murmuring into the clouds of my hair, "Dinna be afraid. There's two of us now.
( Diana Gabaldon )
[ Dragonfly in Amber ]
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