- WILLOWBefore I could slam head-first into the stone edge, Roderic leaned out of his chair, his broad arm shooting around my waist.He yanked me back, catching my entire body weight flat against his chest.I gasped, my hands slamming against his shoulders to steady myself. His dark leather coat was hot, his heavy pulse thudding hard under my palms. He held me locked tight against him, his face inches from mine, his shaky breath mingling with mine in white puffs in the night air."Gotcha," he rasped, his eyes dark, intense, and completely unblinking.I couldn't move or say another word. My chest was heaving, my fingers clutching his coat lapels, my lips parted just an inch from his.Above us, the heavy dark clouds suddenly parted, and the sky exploded into brilliant, dancing ribbons of green and violet light, the northern lights bursting across the mountain peaks, casting a glowing, magical sheen over his bare face and my upturned eyes.Neither of us looked up at the sky. We just sta
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