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“If I wrote Hallmark movies, this would be a scene. The sexy lumberjack carries the drunk damsel in distress into a secluded cottage.”
“If you didn’t want to be with me, you didn’t have to go off and marry my best friend,” Remi said.
“This is why I came back,” she murmured against her pillow. “Why?” “You make me feel safe.”
She took one. A ragged, wheezy one. “Why should I be afraid of you?” she repeated. He held up a hand like he was going to caress her cheek, but his palm stopped just short of touching her, and he withdrew it. It was his turn to take a jagged breath. “Because if you knew all the things I wanted to do to you, you’d leave town tonight and never look back.”