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Balin slid to the ground Gandalf re Good Balin Stay" She turned her attention to Gandalf andslid down to the ground, panting with happiness "Good Gandalf Stay"

Raven s open like a guppy’s "They want to listen, but it’s hard for them Cal probably spoiled them as puppies and they never learned," she said

"Yeah, he found them chained to a tree in the woods They aluys Makes sense"

"Raven? How the hell did you do that?"

She shrugged "My father used to callin et theht now"

She couldn’t help the laugh that broke out He was such an intriguing mix of sexy, brainy, and funny as hell "Then Cesar Millanthat way"

They stared at each other, s Why did she feel so co ability to caly and sharpness As if he softened her some way

She cleared her throat and broke the spell "Do you want the whietting dark and the woods are scary at night"

"I’ about s, and watched the over the horizon, scattering bursts of orange fire, shadowing the woods The rich scents of earth and wood rose up to cloak theround, other than the occasional crack of a twig or the dogs’ panting

His fingers brushed hers Lingered Their pinkies intertwined A si hirasped her hand or made a sudden move, it would’ve been easy to pull away But this see her the option to break contact if she wished as they walked together through the woods

Raven didn’t pull away

A large shed came into view A simple structure, with no fancy s or tried open the lock on the red double doors and began slowly opening thee space was filled with stuff Tables, chairs, s, and headboards It was garage sale and antique heaven She let out a breath as she stood in the doorway, taking in the glorious clutter that would happily fill hours of adventurous exploring

When she’d lived with her father, they’d go up to the attic together and rus She still remembered theon the shoes and piling herself with jewelry They’d flip through photo albums and she’d read while her father painted, the creaky floorboards and dusty s an enchanted palace to her younger self She’d felt sorry for girls who drea trapped in towers and rescued by princes, because her father was already her prince, and her toas an old attic full of wonderful ic where she wanted to live forever

Raven sed back the raw eers drifted apart

"What is all this stuff?"

He cocked out a hip and studied the space "Everything When we do a project, there’s always a et used, so we put it in here We just call it the shed Morgan snagged a lot of pieces fro the Rosenthals’ ho houses I like to grab pieces of wood or restore an antique I knoill fit a certain person"

"It’s a This place is like a treasure trove"

"I found so specifically for My Place After you talked about instituting a poker night, I res seeh that they didn’t need another foray They bounded off on their own adventure, the sound of their paws fading away

Dalton took a few steps inside,out two large gaainst the wall, he wiped off the dust and a feebs and stepped back "What do you think?" he asked

She sank to her knees, exa the ood The tables had six sides, with torn, faded red leather in the center Built-in ashtrays and chip holders were carved into the surfaces Elegant curved legs held each table with the ageless grace of an aristocrat who stubbornly held her dignity Pockhout the finish, but the as nificent

"What type of wood?" she asked

"Oak I’d keep the original wood, but bring back its glory A light varnish, I think, and nothing to hide the grain I could replace the leather, too Tell reen felt"