Chapter 278

CARSON KEPT HER EYES on the TV while Ryan's fingers drew little circles on her knee. The gentle touch bordered on ticklish, not that he meant to do that. Or that's what she told herself.

When they'd first settled in to watch the comedy she hadn't known what to do about this constant contact. If she shifted away from him, he shifted closer. If she put her knees out of his reach, he'd drape his arm across the back of the sofa and twirl her hair. What was he getting at? Was it a hint? Was he trying to put the moves on her?