ch； filled with good food； thirst…quenching beer； and conversation
that stuck to the more general； less personal topic of travels； foreign
ports； and favorite hideaways。
〃The ocean is beautiful；〃 Ross admitted at one point； 〃but I still
prefer the mountains。 There's nothing more lovely than that feeling of
seclusion you get in a small cabin tucked into a neat cleft； with
stretches and stretches of piggybacked hills to keep the world at bay。〃
〃Then you've never been on the beach on a foggy morning；〃 Chloe returned
softly。 〃It's like being in a gentle white cocoon； with the solace of
knowing that humanity is near； yet out of sight and sound for as long as
the mist should choose。〃
〃You like New England。〃
〃do。〃
〃You'll be staying here？〃
〃I will。〃
He sighed good…naturedly。 〃Then we'd better get you to the market or you
won't make it through the week； much less the winter。〃
On that fortable note； they left the restaurant； spending leisurely
moments wandering along the breakwater before returning to the bike。
〃I'll drive this time；〃 Ross said with an arched brow and a palm out for
the keys。 Chloe was only too glad to relinquish the responsibility。
Seated fortably behind Ross； she was more in control of her emotions。
What she hadn't counted on was the broad expanse of his back； the sense
of contentment that flowed through her