ROSIE
The door clicked shut and every carefully crafted worded explanation for what she was and how it affected the bond between them fled from her mind. All of her focus was on him, and how his body seemed to fill the space in front of her.
She swallowed loudly. "We should talk." Her mouth was drier than she"d realised and a small cough escaped.
"Let me get you a drink first," he said, holding out an arm for her jacket.
She shrugged it off and handed it to him. His fingers brushed against her arm as he took it, sending tingles down her spine.
Rosie shook her head. She needed to focus. If she didn"t, she"d end up waking tomorrow with her head on the pillow next to him and them still not having talked about any of it.
But that wouldn"t be too bad...would it?
No. She couldn"t think li
