it has to do with the plex。 Anything else 。。。〃
〃What are you afraid of？〃 he asked。 〃I see the same fear in you now that
I saw two weeks ago。 What is it？〃
She shot him a chiding look that said You're imagining it； I'm not
afraid of a thing。
〃Then what can be the harm in talking？ What can be so awful about
walking along the beach with me for a few minutes？〃 He tossed his dark
head back toward the house。 〃You have a whole crew in there just waiting
to e if you scream。〃
〃I won't scream。〃 She spoke softly； blushed lightly。 〃It's not my
style。〃
He studied her for what seemed an eternity。 〃Maybe that's your problem；〃
he finally decided。 〃You're too posed。 Maybe you need a good yell and
scream to let it all out。〃
〃Let what all out？〃
He took her arm。 〃e on。 Let's take a walk。〃 He pulled her gently into
step beside him； and she went along。 After all； what harm could e
from a walk on the beach？
One fast glance at Ross supplied an answer。 The magism was there in
all its force； ing from him； tugging at her。 If only they had never
met before； if only they didn't have a past； there might have been hope。
〃What if；〃 he echoed her thoughts with uncanny precision； 〃we had never
met before？ Would you feel differently？〃
〃Maybe。〃 She clutched the ends of the towel that circled her neck。
〃Would you？〃 some inner voice made her ask。