She asked gently, "Do you want me to continue, Gavin?"
Gavin rose from the couch and stretched his back. "No, that's much better. Thank you, Sabrina."
He had been so exhausted lately that his lower back had been acting up. Sabrina said she had studied massage therapy and offered to help. Gavin hadn't thought much of it and let her try, never expecting it to work so well.
Sabrina smiled softly. "It's the least I can do. I've been trying to find some way to thank you."
She picked up his jacket and moved to put it on him.
Embarrassment flickered across Gavin's face. "I can do it myself."
"Let me." Sabrina persisted, coaxing him as though he were Milo. "Hold out your arms."
The tips of Gavin's ears reddened. He obediently spread his arms, then suddenly felt them tighten around his waist
