Stella's enthusiasm made him grin. She tried to tug James along, but he hung back under the awning of the shop front, and settled for watching his little water nymph skip about in the wet stuff falling from the sky.
Arms outstretched she twirled like a child and his gut tightened. Was he doing the right thing by keeping her here with him?
"Come on, join me."
She kicked her shoes off, dropped a kiss on his lips, and walked off with a smile that meant he'd follow her anywhere. Even if it meant a certain, painful death.
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