“You know, I think people can love more than one thing.” Lennox pulled back. “What did you say?” Nina realized instantly what she had said. Her hand flew to her mouth and she went bright pink. “Oh, I didn’t . . .” Lennox looked at her seriously underneath the book tree. “Do you mean that?” Nina felt so embarrassed she could hardly speak. “I don’t . . . I mean . . .” He paused. “I mean . . . could you?” Nina looked up into his deep blue eyes. “I . . . I’d like to,” she whispered softly, and he leaned down and kissed her again, and his soul was in it.
