Just Rose

pte

er body, hating the way it still felt as though she could feel him touching her. Ignoring the rosy blush which had spread up her chest and chee

d was systematically scrubbing every inch of her living room like a fevered crazy person on a mission. No one had ever ignited this kind of response in

ce by the fire. Had dragged the mismatched armchair to the other side and started ripping into

t and dragging out an array of thick woolen throws, all heaped on the floor. She really had no method to

ir return, he was happy with a huge bone the butcher had gifted him. He knew a c

of the house and it was getting late. This sudden realisation of her own vulnerability was sobering, a lone woman in a remote and dark area with no one to call for help. Cooling

eeded light

highlands, keeping her hand on the lock and asking who was there. She was relieved at Abby's response and opened the door to the girl whose

stically. Her smile wide and encouraging; she was actually so happy to see her again and the anger and pent up need to massacre boxes dispersed

nted by Olivia Grey. Her aunt had been an amazing fine artist in oil paints. That had been Ros

Mar

d going. A reminder of that amazing figure

shions from the couch so they could sit. Abby complimented the efforts at getting it cosy and admired some of Roses new purchases, cushions, candles and trinkets. She had

hile he sorted some business in the next town and was only just back. He had dropped her at the opening of Rose's road, knowing she was coming here. It seemed the

with that?' Ros

and they both laughed, there was something so familiar about Abby, an old friend returned, and it had made for an instant ease between them. Rose tried to ignore the bi

, he just seems to bring it out of me.' Rose felt her cheeks redden

gave her a reassuring smile and patted her knee in a very mature manner. 'Rob's my brother, so I know better than most that he ca

ly, relieved that Abby was un

an if you're busy I can hea

s she made her way to the small kitchen. Abby, lifting the bag and following her, seemed relie

one to spark quite so quickly, you two certainly have a fire.' Abby watched Rose carefully, every movement of the teaspoon a

the road.' Rose threw her an airy look and tried to steer the topic away from the man who was currently making her h