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“Alright, alright,” I laughed “Hang tight We’re almost there”

It was another half mile before Fort Tyron Park ca Holly along excitedly by her warm, feminine hand

“Wow, this place is gorgeous!” she marveled Her head moved like it was on a swivel “I never even kneas here”

“Not many people do,” I said “It’s so far out of the way, it’s almost not even in the City”

Cobblestone paths lead us deeper into the heart of the wooded preserve The sounds of traffic and car horns seemed to fade with every step we took

We walked the paths for a while, still holding hands The two of us enjoying the silence, marred only by the steady sounds of our booted feet

“Are you cold?” I asked, pulling her into me

“No… I’ood”

I could see her blushing, even through her rosy cheeks Our fingers were interlocked, and when I squeezed she squeezed back

“If you get cold, just tell me,” I said

“Why, are you gonna give ed “Huess chivalry isn’t dead after all”

I couldn’t help but chuckle “Funny you should say ‘chivalry’”

The path ere on opened up, and a long series of castle-like structures came into view Holly’s eyes went adorably wide

“Oh …” she breathed “What are—”

“These are the Cloisters,” I answered “A bunch of Gothic hallways and ht all the way here”