When she turned at the sound of his calling her name, he felt the world tilt a little sideways, and he knew that even if a decade passed before he saw her again, he would still remember every detail of her face – the exact blue of her eyes and the luminous glow of her skin and the delicate arch of her brow. Worse, he suspected he’d still feel the same sensations a decade from now – a dry throat, a pounding heart, and an inability to say a single word.