Chapter 9:Three weeks later, Thessaly stood in the kitchen making bread while Caspian worked on repairing a section of the fence. The storm had passed, the satellite phone had been fixed, and she'd made exactly one phone call.To her landlord, to cancel her lease.Everything else in Seattle could be handled remotely or abandoned. She didn't need much from her old life. Didn't want much.What she wanted was here. In this cabin, with this man, in this wild beautiful place."You're doing it wrong," Caspian said from the doorway, making her jump."I'm following the recipe exactly!""The recipe is wrong. Here." He came up behind her, his hands covering hers on the dough. "Knead it like this. More pressure. You have to be firm with it."Thessaly leaned back against his chest. "Is this a metaphor?""Maybe. How's the dough feel?""Firm. Strong. Capable.""Good. That's what you're aiming for." He kissed her neck. "You're getting better at this domestic stuff.""Don't sound so surprised. I'm a
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