Free Cinderella (Faerie Tale Collection) by Jenni James Page B

kind and curious mind; a mind that cares for and thinks of so many other people than just itself. This is a mind that truly sorts out the trials of others and finds ways to make their life easier. It is a selfless mind. I do believe I love your mind.”
    She pulled down a bit and kissed his nose. “This perfect nose leads you where you want to go. It offers you direction and safety. It is a nose of a leader—not of one who is self-possessed but of one hoping to direct himself well and be all he can be.”
    She skimmed her lips over to first one cheek and then the other. “These cheeks, oh, how I love these cheeks. They hold within them a captivating smile. An easy and cheerful grin—one that forgives others and happily lives in this world, learning how to cope with all of the muck he has been given. These cheeks are what allow you to press on, allow your humor to shine through.”
    She then kissed each of his eyes. “These eyes see so much more than anyone does. They see past the pretense and shadowed life someone is crafting about them to the truth and the heart of the matter. They know and understand so much more because they see so very much more. These eyes even saw me, when no one else did. How I love your eyes.”
    Using her hands, she turned his face first to one side where she kissed his ear and then to the other. Once she kissed him she whispered, “Your beautiful ears hear the words no one dares to speak. They know a soul and listens for a heartbeat that needs lifting, a life that needs saving and an outlook that needs revisited so that they may feel the rays of sunshine upon them once again. Your marvelous ears hear all that cannot be told.”
    Pulling back she then tilted his head up and kissed his jaw. “This jaw is stubborn, it is strong, it is a man who will do right at any cost and will not stop until a wrong is righted. It is loyal, it is good, it is proud, but, oh, so very worthy. How I love your firm jaw. It is exactly what every man should have—what every man should be.”
    She took a deep breath and faced him again, her gaze meeting his, before traveling down to his grinning lips. She kissed him there, a soft full kiss and said quietly, “These lips—these lips hold the answers to your beautiful soul. They create a world full of beauty greater than any lips I have ever known. They rejoice, they play, they care, they love. Your lips are flawless. And quite possibly have locked within them the most joyous of kisses a girl could know. I am forever in gratitude of those lips, for the simple words you speak and the actions you do with them—they very clearly leave me breathless.
    She drew back and blushed. “Now do you see? Now do you understand how it is I see you?”

CHAPTER FOURTEEN
    JOHN COULD NOT STOP grinning like a fool. Who was this woman? How was he ever fortunate enough to have such a being in his life? His heart and mind raced as he tried to process all that she had said to him. Words he would have never thought of to describe himself, but said with such sincerity, such sweetness…he was quite simply moved.
    How was it no one had seen her before? How was it she was living here in this home and not swept off her feet by another lucky man?
    “One day you are going to make a man very fortunate he found you.”
    “Me?” She laughed. “No, no, I am sure it will be quite the opposite. I am much too strong and hasty in the things I say at times. I would like to get married one day, perhaps. I would like it very much.” She shrugged and pulled farther away from him, sitting back. “But I am so far from a proper lady, I am afraid sometimes to wonder who would ever want me.”
    He grinned, positive a man would sweep her up very soon. Mayhap even someone she met at the ball. “Oh, do not worry. I am sure you would be loved by anyone who spent time with you.”
    She glanced up, her eyes meeting his, searching his features, before biting her lip and looking away. He could see the beginnings