It was understandable why he’d think that; I was usually careful to avoid public displays of affection with any of the three of them, at least when it came to those casual, intimate touches that implied a relationship deeper than sex. I’d spent so long cultivating my reputation as a strong, independent woman to be feared and respected without relying on men that I’d shied away from all affection. But I was past that now. I was too fucking in love to care.
