"A bit," she admitted. Her sensitivity to the cold was still amplified from the tundra. Even a light breeze caused her to yearn for a sweater. Still, she made no move to search for whatever blanket he had nearby. Moving would mean extracting herself from his embrace, which would then lead to them having to talk. Where that would lead, Fallon hadn't a clue.
The choice seemed to have changed again in the matter of minutes. An hour ago she was trying to convince herself to appear here and break Lachlan's heart and now they just crossed a line they could never uncross. He loved her, wanted happiness with her, wanted her to stay here with him. But, that still meant saying goodbye to Jesse. Her body began to tense as the panic grew, her spine rigid, her shoulders tight.
She should've let Jesse walk away. It would've been easier for all involved if she had. Fuck. "What happens now?" Fallon asked, her tone betraying her racing thoughts more than she would've typically let on.
The choice seemed to have changed again in the matter of minutes. An hour ago she was trying to convince herself to appear here and break Lachlan's heart and now they just crossed a line they could never uncross. He loved her, wanted happiness with her, wanted her to stay here with him. But, that still meant saying goodbye to Jesse. Her body began to tense as the panic grew, her spine rigid, her shoulders tight.
She should've let Jesse walk away. It would've been easier for all involved if she had. Fuck. "What happens now?" Fallon asked, her tone betraying her racing thoughts more than she would've typically let on.