Romancing The Wallflower. Michelle Major

held out her hand to Rhett, and the boy placed his smaller one in it. They walked out the open door and disappeared into the cool autumn morning.

      David stood in his empty bar, staring at the dust motes that floated through the rays of sun shining in from the bar’s front windows. He’d never minded being alone before. Why did it feel so damn uncomfortable now?

       Chapter Five

      “I owe you for this morning.”

      Erin almost stumbled off the end of the fishing dock at the sound of David’s voice directly behind her.

      He reached out a hand to steady her, but as much as she wanted to lean into his touch, she shrugged it off. Not going there, she reminded herself.

      “You don’t owe me. I told you I wanted to help with Rhett.”

      One side of his mouth quirked as he stared at her from behind dark sunglasses. “You also told me—”

      “Don’t say it.” She held up a hand. “We’ve agreed that request was a moment of sleep-deprived stupidity on my part.”

      “I haven’t agreed to anything.” His deep voice once again set off tremors inside her.

      “I thought you and Rhett were going to look for rocks to skip.”

      David gestured to where the boy was busily digging in the sand and gravel that made up the shoreline of Crimson Reservoir. “He got distracted.”

      She smiled as she watched Rhett, crouched low and with his too-long hair hanging over one eye, his attention completely focused on his task. “This is good for him, David. He needs some time to just be a kid in nature.”