She turned to see Tom looking at her, his lips curved up. “You’re starting to understand now, aren’t you? Why I’m here. It’s not as bad as you first thought. Granted, it’s not a typical sandy, touristy beach, but that’s what makes it what it is. It’s got a beauty all its own.”
Hearing him speak with such passion about the area she’d dismissed as grim made her heart flutter. She’d bet her last pound he loved puppies, kittens and babies, too.
“Yes,” she finally said, remembering he’d asked her a question. “It’s definitely growing on me.” Her last few words were almost swept away by a sudden gust of wind that took her by surprise, buffeting her. She stumbled, hoping she wasn’t about to make even more of an i***t of herself by landing on her backside.
Tom’s quick reaction stopped that from
