Dove gazed up at him as he traced her jawline, her breath catching in her throat. She then had to laugh in response to his words - not mocking but merely amused. "A most impossible task, I would hope," she admitted freely as she reached up to lightly graze her own fingertips against his jawline. "For I would not want to tame you, Huck, but to run wild with you." It didn't really occur to her that these were very bold words to say but they were what she felt so they were what came out of her mouth. It was true, though. He did not strike her as a man meant to be tamed but a man meant to find a companion that would join him.