Hard to Bear
“She scrambled out of bed, raced to the front door, and flung it open. Water poured from the sky as if angels had turned on a million spigots all at once. Jagged lines of lightning slashed the night sky. She hollered “Come in already, you big stubborn bear!”
He raced through the yard in the drenching rain, but even in the short dash to her front door, he was soaked. “I thought you’d never ask,” he smirked, as she slammed the door shut against the gusting downpour.
He stood in her entryway with water dripping in pools on the floor, and began unbuttoning his shirt.
“What are you doing?” Coral squawked in alarm. Not naked. He couldn’t get naked in front of her! How much willpower was one woman supposed to have? Coral couldn’t walk past an innocent chocolate mousse torte without molesting it, and she was supposed to resist a naked Flint McCoy?
“I’m going to give you my clothes to dry,”
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