Page 133 of The Valiant Knight
What?
Oh, well, tell him about it. He was thinking about what he wanted to do, and it definitely needed two people.
It wasNOfun without a partner.
“Oh, well, Lass, consider me intrigued,” he said, grinning wickedly. “Do share.”
She moved closer.
“I was talking about going upstairs and looking around. The construction crews opened everything up, and I found a letter in the crypt. I want to see what else I can find, but I’m a little scared of doing it alone, seeing I nearly fell into a crypt and drowned.”
Oh, well, he could see why.
What they saw in the woods by Ceit’s grave was unnerving. The voices they both heard, while she was going deeper into the water, and the creepy vibe now in the castle…
He wouldn’t do it alone either.
Hell!
Finn wasn’t sure he wanted to do it even if he had a battalion of soldiers with him, but if she was asking, and it would give him time with her…
Sign.
Him.
Up.
“And you want me? Not Tony?”
She shrugged.
“I mean, if you don’t want to do it and think it’s silly, I can handle it alone,” she said. “I just wanted your company.”
At her explanation, immediately, Finn saw her demeanor change.
She began building a wall, and he was losing ground from the shower. Gone was the easygoing woman, and now was a fearful one.
He had to stop this immediately.
“Lass, I didn’t say that. I just didn’t know if it was work related, or you were on a side mission. I don’t think curiosity is silly. Curiosity is my day-to-day life.”
She said nothing.
Finn knew he needed to face this head-on. He was fighting an uphill battle.
“He really did a number on you.”
Gabby hadn’t told him everything, and that was for the best. The last thing she wanted was a pity party. She’d made the mistake of jumping into a relationship that was wrong, and she paid the price.
That’s why she was more careful.
“Every single day,” she admitted.
Moving toward her, he took a chance and placed his hand on her cheek. When she looked up into his eyes, he went for it.
It was now or never.
He found her mouth with his, and kissed her. It was tender, gentle, and it was a promise that he wasn’t that man. He knew that he’d regret not doing this.
