Chapter 49: Poor Little Tough Girl - Georgie

There's a subtle emphasis to Borje's words. But I can't get a handle on what he's saying. "Of course I'm not. But what's your problem? You're a handsome man. An unusually handsome man. Intelligent and educated. And charming with it. You must pull every woman you try with."

His eyes soften. "I can pull, as you put it, when I want to, yes. And you..." He rests a fingertip on the hollow at the base of my throat... "... are a strong woman. But..." The fingertip taps at me. "...that doesn't necessarily mean what you think it does."

Utterly baffled, "Borje, I don't understand you."

He removes the fingertip, lips twitching. "I know you don't." He moves closer. Close enough that I inhale his warmth and his fragrance. The fingertip returns, tracing the outline of my lips. "Poor little tough girl. Let it go, Georgie. Stop trying to be in charge all the time."

"I have to be in charge. My work..."