aked with orange and pink, the water shimmering softly. She held
railing, watching the ci
ful, is
rom her left-cal
e tu
rties, tall, dark hair slightly tousled, eyes the color of warm amber. His clothes were si
wasn't staring. He was
ly observin
nodded
then returned his gaze to t
stion. More lik
ed. "I arrive
ined everything. "Florence is ki
but his words eased
renzo,"
li
He didn't step closer. H
ever need directions, th
small smile. "I'
ing, and walked down the path. His steps were u
im disappear ar
n't asked why her eyes looked tired. He had
side her for a moment-st
she left the Whitmore estate,
felt
. Not judged.
t s
gently and whispered,
etly, carrying her w
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