Intimacy.

IRIS

Dylan kept to his promise to train me. He sent for me the next morning to join him in the fields and although I didn't believe it, he did. I guessed my little chit-chat with him the other day seemed to work perfectly and he was beginning to open up to me in a lot of ways. Not that I was complaining or anything. I liked the fact that he was starting to include me in a lot of things.

The training went perfectly, except for the times when he knocked me off the field, causing me to land on my butt forcefully. Other than that, it went perfectly.

"You'd have to stand your ground if you ever have a chance at beating me, Iris." He barked furiously.

I wasn't sure if I liked the serious Dylan. He was making me feel stupid at this point, but at least he did tell me that it wouldn't be easy.

"How do you expect me to beat you when you keep on pushing me to the ground at the slightest chance that you get?" I retorted. "Give me a break. I'm a woman and my butt is slowly starting to hurt."