Egad! Trevor again attempts to kiss Catherine, before scaring her back up the swampy bluff from the lake and into real danger.
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“That key tickled, now that I think about it. At the time I was terrified of you and well, everyone,” taking a breath, she was went on, “Thank you.” She leaned forward, closer to his cheek.
He sensed her intention, so he adjusted and aimed a bit lower. Hoping she wouldn’t change her mind, he landed on her closed mouth and left a tender kiss. He floated above and over, giving her time, giving her several short pecks on her cheek, eyebrows, and nose. Since she didn’t bolt or slap him, he reached for the brass ring. He returned to her mouth and delightfully found it open, for him. He allowed his tongue to begin a gentle exploration.
She stiffened and her mouth formed a line as straight as the latitude line on a map grid. He wanted to kick himself for frightening her, even that move might have made her scurried away.
While he analyzed that possibility, she did scramble to stand and she reached for the roots protruding from the slippery bluff. She climbed up, using all four lovely limbs. Once she made it to the top, she stopped and turned to stare down at him, and fortunately for his British constitution, his sense of well-being, she smiled and disappeared.
That one smile warmed his heart, his belly, and other surrounding parts. He sat there placing her on his list of blessings. Listening to her retreating footsteps, Trevor enjoyed the remains of the spectacular sunset.
Unitl he heard her scream.
Enough! Until next time.