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He turned to look at her, aghast.
“I don’t know what to say, other than to apologise again.” And then he saw it. The dimple. Her hair was half over her face, but that cheek was definitely sporting a dimple. She was… she was…teasinghim.
And just like that, the self-loathing lifted off his shoulders. What was it about this woman? She chased away his doubts and fears, like a summer breeze chasing clouds away from the sun.
She held up her wrist. “I can understand why it was hard to control your urges, because, you know, this is a pretty damn sexy wrist.”
Oliver burst into relieved laughter.
Two delicate eyebrows waggled. “Don’t you agree?”
Oliver spluttered, “Yes, obviously. Because I was driven to—er—kiss it.”
“I guess when you’re living in confined conditions with people, things happen that otherwise might not,” she mused. “Evie and I used to get tetchy with each other all the time in Europe. Something to do with squeezy spaces, I guess. And last night, you and I were probably tired—and we didn’t have anything to eat.”
He realised she was right as she continued, “So I’m putting it down to mutual hangriness. I worked out that in fact, with it being twilight, you were suddenly overcome with the need for a quick slurp of virginal blood.”
Now he was grinning. “You are quite mad.”
“True. But not a virgin.” That made his mouth go dry, and then she turned to him, eyes dancing. “Better mad than sad, right? I’m afraid I can’t offer you a mug of blood, but would you like a coffee?”
“Yes please,” he replied meekly.
“And I have muesli and some small cartons of long-life milk which I stole from the Two Gums Motel. Well, I didn’t steal them, they were in the fridge for guests, and I figured there wouldn’t be any more folks staying there for a loooong time.”
“What? No cocoa pops?” Thank god, finally they were relaxed and joking.
“Only on Saturdays.”
As Oliver pulled up a chair and the sun rose, casting a rich red hue over the Fraser Ranges, they sat in companionable silence while they ate.
How come being around Felicity always made the world a brighter, lighter place?
Her secret weapon? A completely wacky sense of humour.
