His arm slipped around her shoulders, and she was too tired, she told herself, to shrug it off. She turned her head to look up at him. "Thank you," she said softly. "For what?" Caleb asked, watching her face with an expression of tenderness that made her throat constrict. "For fixing that rabbit," Lily replied, "and for not yelling at me or giving me a lecture on my foolhardy ways." Caleb kissed her forehead lightly, the way one might kiss a grubby, disgruntled child. "Believe me, if I thought it would help, I'd yell." Lily
( Linda Lael Miller )
[ Lily and the Major ]
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