With the bed sheet around her, Gabby stepped onto the back deck to let Fletch out, leaving the patio door open while Flynn scrounged up something for them to eat. The temperature had cooled, but it was relatively comfortable with the humidity lingering. Stars winked overhead and she smiled remembering the other night out here with Flynn. The things he'd said. The way he'd kissed her.
Not wanting to get her feet wet in the dewy grass, she stayed on the stairs while Fletch did his doggy business.
Flynn had a great yard. Unlike her postage stamp she'd tried to make cute with a perennial garden, he had raw wilderness. Off in the distance, a thick copse of trees sheltered the creek loping through the forest. Its trickle was faint over the call of an owl. There were at least five acres of clea
