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Okay brain, enough of your is You are not Lady Chatterley and Cameron is a friend And friends you need more than you need a roll around a bed Or shed

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah Yep Totally I just zoned out for a minute” Maybe he’ll think my cheeks are flushed because of the weather I suddenly realise how close Ca? And why is he holding a cut flower in his hand?

“Maybe I dazzled you You’ve obviously a thing for men in tweed”

My gaze lifts fro up his ar me, I realise, and I should feel charexactly But not right, either

“I thought there was no such thing as bad weather” Chrissy’s words tu clothes”

“Co to rein in, he thinks he’s got me all twitterpated

“It’s wet out” For a change “How come you never seem to wear a jacket?”

Argh! And now he’ll think I’ve been perving on him!

“This isn’t rain,” he answers, holding up the flower between us “It’s just a wee bit o’ smirr”

“I don’t knohat that is” My words are soft as aze rises to his

“It’s fine,” he htly over my brow “Soft” He clears his throat, his next words a little more strident “But I’m no’ in need of a jacket We’re bred hardy up here This is for you, by the way It’s one of the early roses Froarden, like”

“It’s beautiful,” I answer, ducking my head Should it be as aard as this? Shouldn’t I feel flattered? “Thank you”

“Well, I better be getting back” He throws his thumb in the direction he’d come

“Yeah” I thread a hunk of my hair behind my ear “Me, too”