Melt
“For all he knew, she’d taken off. The cocoa took longer than he’d expected, because he hadn’t been paying attention and had scalded the hell out of the first pan of milk. But when he walked into the living room with two steaming mugs of hot chocolate and marshmallows, she was kneeling in front of the fire.
And she was still blessedly nude.
He offered her a mug, and she thanked him, but she didn’t smile. All at once, he realized just how important making Kylie smile had become in his life.
Every night he came into the bar whether he’d had a good day or bad, whether he wanted to be alone or not. He’d grown addicted to seeing her cheerful grins and fielding her teasing questions, but it wasn’t only that.
She’d given something he’d never understood he’d been missing. A place to go at night, where someone was happy to see him. Where someone gave a shit if he lived or died.
His feelings for her weren’t easy or uncomplicated, and they sure as hell weren’t only about sex.
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