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Kirsty found it hard to ignore Lake as Caroline led the rooh she was an FM radio and someone had set her to automatically find their favourite station In this case, Lake She are of where he stood, how he sat, what he wore, how he serated to her keenly tuned senses To make matters worse, it seemed that he was tuned into her too

He put his hand on the s room and her skin throbbed under his touch He leaned towards her to talk as Caroline hung up their

coats and his breath brushed her cheek,her heartbeat race He sat beside her on the couch, brushing his knee against her every time he moved She was sure it was intentional He wanted to touch her He wanted her to be aware of hiot what he wanted

To stop fro herself at him, Kirsty tried to focus on her environrandparents owned it Caroline had been too busy raising her younger sister to spend much time, or money, on decor The result was a house full of furniture you’d find in a retirement home At least the furniture ith the faded broallpaper Lake handed the wine to Caroline, who seemed a little stunned by it

“Thank you,” she said

There was a pause

“What do I do with this?” Caroline said at last, lass? We won’t be clearheaded for the planning”

“I’lass of wine,” Lake said

He obviously didn’t know Caroline One glass of wine and she was three sheets to the wind

“Leave it until the end,” Kirsty told her “I’d love a cup of tea, and I’m sure Lake would like one too”

Caroline nodded and left the rooh it had fallen from the sky

“That wasn’t supposed to be hard,” Lake said

“You don’t know Caroline,” was all Kirsty said in reply

Lake rested his elbow on the back of the couch and traced a line down Kirsty’s shoulder with his index finger

“How’s the cupboard technique going? Added anything to the list today?”