“That kiss was so perfect, I could swear I heard thunder.” He laughed. He knew he shouldn’t. Shouldn’t let himself be amused by her. Shouldn’t let himself be any more drawn to her than he already was. Shouldn’t risk being any closer to her. But she was everything Caleb had always refused himself. She was bright where his world was dark, beautiful where it was ugly, welcome where he’d never found it. And that made her more tempting than anything he’d ever experienced. She was the treat in the shop window, the coin in the rich man’s purse. She was better. So he let himself laugh.
