That probably has to do with the fact he’s the first man in forever I’ve really interacted with on anything but a business level, which is sad. And he is exciting. Masculine, the sort of man I’m drawn to. Too much so. Stomp on the libido, Wynn, ‘cause nothing’s going to happen even if he was willing. It can’t. When this is over, I leave. There’s not other choice. Still…
He took a deep breath, reached out one hand, and quickly pulled it back.
But not quickly enough. Mick caught it in his, even though his eyes were still on the road, and held it. “So maybe more than just ‘comfortable’?”
“Maybe,” Wynn replied hesitantly.
“I like that idea.” He squeezed Wynn’s hand then said, “From here we walk,” as he pulled the car off to the side of the narrow, snow packed road. “We’re lucky we made it this far.”
Instantly reversing gears, Wynn nodded. “At least it means Lionel will have to come in on foot too, which could be to our advantage.”