“You big ding-a-ling, you make me happy. Here. This moment. You and me. I just looked at your smile and realized that you’ve been sad for far too long. Me, too. I think I’ve been sad and lonely for a long time. And I’m not sad anymore.” I pat his chest, putting a hand over the plates covering his heart, where his khui thrums a song in time with mine. We resonate to each other so much that it feels normal now, like the constant low-pitched vibration is just a thing, like breathing. “This makes me happy. You and me together.”
Book:Barbarian's Mate