Will splashed his face with cold water and ran his hands around the back of his neck. He gripped the kitchen sink and tried to calm himself. Waking up face to face with Dearne again was more than he could bear. This was a man he disliked intensely, but for two pins he could have rolled over, kissed him, and stripped him naked. He sighed and grabbed a towel to dry himself with. It had been a long time since anyone had made him feel that way. Hell, he didn’t even know he could feel that way again after what had happened.
This was probably a lesson to learn. Easy money was seldom that. Money had to be earned. Taking the money had almost guaranteed caring for Dearne would plunge him into some kind of turmoil. He pulled his clothes on and set the fire on the range. Once it was burning happily
