The bed was small, butDawson did not mind it allowed him an excuse to hold Brook close against himall night. It was the first restful sleep he had in over a week. Granted Brookhad not exactly reacted to his confession of love the way he had hoped but hewas a stubborn man and was not about to let it stop him from getting what hewanted, and what he wanted was Brook’s heart. So maybe she did not love right now, but that did not mean she never would. He was confident enough in histalents to believe he could wear down her defences.It was only a matter of time and with no job to go home to Dawson had plenty oftime.
Hewoke that morning to the sound of singing in the shower and smiled. That hadbecome his favourite sound in the world. Dawson sat up in bed and looked aroundthe small room. This tin
