Nova's heart skyrocketed at the simplest touch of Yoa's hand enveloping hers. He walked her around the other side of the tree trunk, where he folded out a camouflaged door. Nova's mouth gaped as she saw a hidden entrance, dark and warm, energy thrumming inside the colossal trunk. The light from outside the trunk revealed a spiral staircase, the slabs smoothly carved.
"You made this?" Nova asked again in a whisper. She couldn't stop asking. It was just another reason he was absurdly attractive, even without the ridiculous good looks and the stone-carved muscles, which usually only existed with the help of steroids… or in the fantasies written by every woman's favourite author.
