Once Granger had told her the entire story of his history with Lake Bittersweet, and his search for answers about his father, Bliss felt she knew him on a much deeper level. No wonder he seemed to hide behind that gruff facade. There was hurt back there, and maybe even shame.
She understood why he hadn’t told her until now. He was embarrassed. He’d been carrying around that blank spot in his background like a stigma. Maybe he was ashamed, but now that she knew his story, she cared for him even more.
She couldn’t help it. She was falling for him. That was just a fact. Or maybe she’d already lost her heart to him somewhere between foot rubs and stab wounds.
wasHad he changed, too? Was there a crack in that stern exterior? She couldn’t tell. He refused to relax and let her take care of him
