before I can dip down to kiss her, she turns to look at the mountains once more and loses her balance. Her free arm flails out. I tug her against me and wrap my arms around her to keep her from falling. “Whoa. That could have been catastrophic.” She laughs but doesn’t pull away. She leans in. And just like that, I feel the shift. “Thanks for saving me from a very wet hike back to my car.” I grin and kiss the top of her head. “My pleasure.” Now she does pull away, but she doesn’t tug her hand away from mine. Just like all those months ago, after the flight from Denver, she leaves her hand in
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