Swiftcurrent Creek [m] Hands 'round my neck, heavenly unfold

Dusty Rose had never been a more welcome sight — which, really, was saying something. Reverie launched herself into his arms without even waiting to hear what he said, seeking his embrace not for lust but protection. It was difficult to deny just how it felt to touch him, though.

Then she started to cry, and all amorous thoughts fled her. I - I - I'm - hiding. From - from Everett, The words were frantic, breaking as they spilled from her. He - he tried to - to - She pressed her face more fully into Dusty Rose's fur and couldn't finish.