The rain didn’t last long, and as soon as it stopped, Kaelin, who was avoiding getting close to me like the plague, has us up and out pronto. Every time I get within four feet, he moves like his ass is on fire, and as cute as it was at first, it’s getting old two hours later.
He has not mentioned my kissing him at all since. It’s like he's pretending it never happened, and once again adds weight to the idea that he likes me.
He only talks to me from a distance, although he checks if I need my wounds dressed every half hour. No offer to carry me again, though, given that touching him would probably send him running for the hills. He’s annoyingly obvious in his fear of me seducing him.
You’re only scared of such things if you think or know you will cave.
The mountain is getting closer th
