5
Blake
“Can I walk you home?” Ian asked. His hand rested low on my back, possessive. There was no mistaking the hand.
Unless you knew it was all for show.
I nodded and let him lead me out the door. It wasn’t unusual for us. We both lived in town. We both walked home from O’Kelley’s most of the time. Ian sometimes walked with me, sometimes not. But with William inside watching us leave, there was only one reason Ian was walking me home.
Just like there was only one reason Ian kissed me.
I drew in a breath of fresh, cool air and shivered. I loved spring in MacKellar Cove, but it wasn’t warm. Summer would be nice, but summer wasn’t here yet.
“Are you cold?” he asked.
I shook my head. Not with his arm still around my waist and his body pressed against my side. Who would be cold with a
