Page 84 (1/2)

“It was”

Refusing to soften at the look in his blue eyes, she kept her head high “I didn’t give that quilt to ated to me”

“Thankful isn’t the saated,” he pointed out

“Is that why you kissed e she didn’t like and could barely even recognize as her own What rong wi

th her? She didn’t talk this way Didn’t feel this way

Which hat exactly? Defensive? Bitter? Hurt? She had no right to feel any of those things Yes, he should have told her the truth about the quilt But he’d come to thank her He’d stayed to be kind Did she really have any right to resent that?

“I kissed you because you told me to”

Sarah winced She’d ordered him to kiss her, really

“But the truth is,” he continued “I wanted to kiss you, Sarah Just not because Mrs Harvey said to or because there was mistletoe, but because I like you”

Warmth filled her and she disliked herself for it No, no, no She shouldn’t feel this way, couldn’t let herself feel this way or read anything into his confession

“I like you, too” She sure shouldn’t have made a confession of her own

“But you shouldn’t”

Yep At least they agreed on so

Growing restless with the non-h emotions in the cab, Harry cliainst the , then whimpered

“You need out, boy?”