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His fingers danced over her silken locks, leading down to the ends dangling low on her back.
    Daniel sighed. They shared another moment, this time of hesitant intimacy, learning the feel and taste of one another. Her skin felt so soft. She smelled like apples and wildflowers and mint.
    Heat swelled at his groin and his heart beat furious tattoo under his ribcage. Out here, in the fresh sea air with nothing around them but skies, Daniel was free, and he could kiss Amelia all he wanted to without fear of repercussion.
    He pulled her closer. A desperate force ripped around them, stealing fragments from the fabric of time . Like this moment’s end might come sooner than he hoped. A kiss brimming with passion filled his head for a lifetime, but he’d take a lifetime of kisses over just the memory of a kiss.
    The thought turned his mouth demanding; dominant in a way that made his stomach clench. God he wanted her, like a teenaged boy with his first lust-crazed crush, desperate to get in a lass’ pants. Aye, he wanted her, but he wasn’t deserving of her.
    Amelia was soft and sweet. She deserved a man who could give her the world , not someone trapped in a half-life, who’d be forever looking over his shoulder.
    The lass shivered in his arms. Too soon indeed the kiss ended. And he released her. He’d always release her. He’d no sooner stand in her way than he’d hurt another human being who didn’t damned well earn it.

 
     
    I kissed him.
    She’d actually done it.
    What possessed her?
    Amelia stared in Daniel’s eyes and in them, she saw a myriad of emotions . Most of them she couldn’t read. But she noted the ever present sadness there, lingering in the fringes. Was he upset? She hadn’t meant to bother him.
    First to turn away, Daniel walked back to her grandfather’s urn . He lifted it with care and headed back to the car. Their beach walk ended as soon as it began.
    Taking his cue, Amelia hopped back to the rental. Daniel returned and offered his assistance; a strong arm hooked under her arms, holding her to his body as they walked. She studied him on the trip. The expression on his face solidified her thought that he kissed her to stop her from crying and that’s all.
    She wanted to be mad at him but given his past, she couldn’t find it in her.
    Daniel drove south along the coast with a wistful look in his eye. As many times as she tried to talk to him, she stopped herself. He probably didn’t mean it, the kiss. He did return the kiss – she still felt his arms around her, holding her close…
    Stop thinking about it!
    “Are you hungry?”
    Amelia stiffened. He hadn’t heard her stomach growling…had he?
    “I’m pretty hungry myself. I just need to stop at a bank–”
    “No.” She shook her head. “No. I asked you to come along with me here, Daniel, so I’m paying for lunches and dinners and breakfasts and…and snacks. And drinks,” she added.
    “Is that so?” Daniel quirked a brow. “Right then. Where should we go?”
    “What do you feel like? I could go for beef again. Maybe big greasy burgers and fries with lots of salt.”
    “Jaysus.” Daniel shoved a hand through his blue-black locks. “You sure you’re a beautiful lass? ‘Cause you sound like a lad to me.”
    The absurdity of his words made Amelia laugh. Her. Beautiful. Right. The guy was on something. Or he was kissing her ass. Pushing that thought aside, she said, “First place you see with burgers, we’re going.”
    “Doubt we’ll come across anything taking the scenic route. Want me to get onto the main roads then?”
    “Sure.” Amelia kept her eyes glued out the window.
    If she didn’t look at him, she had a slight chance of keeping him off her mind.
    Thirty minutes after the moment she brought up burgers, they still hadn’t passed anywhere serving them. Amelia’s stomach was almost eating itself from the inside out.
    “Right lass, it’s not burgers, but how about we get us a nice bit of fish and some chips on the