He hoped it didn't show on his face that just looking at her in the dim firelight was a treat, a delight. Her hair all mussed from bed, her feet bare, her cheeks pinked up from anxiety, she almost took his breath away. He knew she was skittish around men to the point that she couldn't even go to a coed gym to work out, and he didn't delude himself that he was exempt from that category, not even after all the time they'd had together. Oh, perhaps at the moment, as they shared a couch with a couple of feet separating them. But if he tried to get too close right now, she would freak. Bolt. Melt down. "Maybe
( Robyn Carr )
[ Whispering Rock ]
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