After they finished eating, Angus wandered back over to the edge and sat with his feet dangling over the side. He held out his hand toward her. Come sit with me. His tone was soft.
Anna shook her head. Nope. Un-uh, no way.
Come on, he encouraged softly with a roguish grin.
Torn between her abject fear of heights and the desire she felt for him that she was only now beginning to acknowledge to herself, Anna debated what to do. Ultimately, Anguss bright blue eyes won out.
On shaky legs, she made her way toward him, grasping his hand in hers as she sat on the rock and scooted the last couple of feet to the edge. When she was beside him, he wrapped a protective arm around her waist while she continued to clutch his other hand.
Holy shit, she muttered.
See, yer safe as houses.
Anna laughed in spite of herself. Safe as what?