(FULL BOOK AVAILABLE IN AMAZON)Ferlin called her for meals.
"Dad, look here! I've finished those books. Now I want Mom's journal."
"Not now, sweetie."
"Dad, I want to go to my friend's house again for a while."
"Okay. How long?"
"Seven moons."
"You're a grown-up now. I won't restrict you anymore."
"Wow, I feel lucky!"
She ran to Loviyan's house to tell him she had permission.
"Nice!" he replied.
"So how long do we have to go there?"
"Eight more."
"Okay, let's go!"
They went to the long tree, as usual, and then to the willow. Roslin announced, "I'll read to you today," pulling out a book titled Tales of Erold and His Luvi.
After finishing the tale, he gasped, "Oh my god, Erold! My man sets the bar high for romanctics!"
"Right?" Roslin replied proudly, as if she had written the novel herself.
"Are there any other books like this? We could read them every day!"
"I wish! We can search for them."
Looking into his eyes, Roslin thought to herself, "Now I can look at him without hesitation." Loviyan's gaze shifted from the sky to her, and she tried to hold his gaze but found it hard to resist. She blinked rapidly as her eyes began to dry, then looked down and laughed. He joined in her laughter.
"Let's go," he suggested, leading her to sit on a tree.
"We should name this tree," she proposed.
"Okay, what do you have?"
"Roselove? No. Lose? No."
Loviyan took out his wand and inscribed "R+L" into the bark.
She fell against his chest, covering her face and drawing heart symbols around it.
"Our tree," she declared.
"No, how about 'Lovelin'?"
"That's good!"
"I know!"
He playfully pinched her hand.
"Hexy, not on the tree!"
"Alright, Hexy," he said, planting a kiss on her cheek.
She fell asleep, and he gently woke her up before dropping her off at her house, both smiling as they parted ways.
It felt like a surreal as Roslin and Loviyan went on their dates, filled with flirty conversations. She began to realize that he wasn't the traditional type; he was exactly her kind—playful and charming.(FULL BOOK AVAILABLE IN AMAZON)