Today's Sunday Six is from Marked for Death.
“I’ve missed you,” she whispered.
Taran stood stock still for an indefinable passing of time. She watched the full affect of his own yearning shift through his expression. Surprise morphed into harsh angles as he combated something fierce that she’d never fully understood but accepted as part of him. Then, those sharp planes and shadowed crevices smoothed with the hidden tenderness that lived in his heart. That softness, that brief glimpse of the love he felt for her, stole Solène’s breath away.