“You want him too…don’t you?” She saw the confusion in Renley’s eyes, the curiosity, the stifled hope. He’d been burned once before. The scars of that love were still so raw. She couldn’t bear to hurt him. “Yes,” she whispered. “To earn his friendship would mean everything to me.” “Show him.” She glanced from one man to the other. Renley looked just as confused. “Burke, what are you—” “Show him the kind of friend you want him to be,” Burke pressed. “Here in these woods, with no one else to see, show us how we make you feel.”
