Christmas Male
“"You can't walk in this, the storm is only going to get worse. If you can't accept charity, then consider the train ticket a loan. Pay me back in installments when you can. How's that?" He felt relief move through her when she placed her gloved hand in his. Such a small hand, womanly and slender, his heart skipped a beat. Stupid heart. He shook his head, knowing this was how he'd gotten his heart broken in the first place. Good thing he was wise enough not to follow his feelings. Good thing he was strong enough to stand his ground.
"That's a really nice offer." She gazed up at him, a grateful smile touching the corners of her mouth. Hell, the sadness in those eyes got him. His pulse lurched and there was no stopping it. She brushed snow off her face. "I just hadn't given any thought to what I'd do if this didn't work out. I was so sure of Chester. I guess I just wanted everything he wrote to be true so badly." Pain shone in her eyes, raw and honest. It hit him hard, burrowing deep.
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