Audiobooks, Fiction, Clean Romance, Male, Female, Characters
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they decided to skip dessert. Instead they took a walk on the pier, making a stop at the scoop. A licious ST Isabelle's most popular ice cream place to her delight. Claire discovered he was as much a glutton for ice cream as she was. Neither seemed eager for the evening to end, and almost without realizing it, they wandered away from the town center, toward the water. They strolled along the dark and deserted beach, guided by the waterfront lights and a hazy full moon. She didn't object when he took her sandals from her hands and slipped one in each pocket of his jacket. Afterward he removed the jacket, flinging it negligently sandals and all over one shoulder. There was a soothing, almost sensual pleasure to be derived from walking barefoot on the beach under a clear, star studded sky. Claire thought, relishing the feel of the warm, dry sand choosing between her toes. She realized she hadn't felt this lighthearted and content in a long time, if not for the brief awkwardness. After thomas owes unanticipated in totally inappropriate lecture. Every moment she spent with Richard had felt relaxed and natural. She was determined not to dwell on how they had left off the previous day, but to enjoy this time with him for what it was a rekindling of their friendship, and he seemed to be doing the same when he wasn't so closed off. He was a great conversationalist. He exuded an aura of confidence that held her enthralled. She could easily envision him in scrubs, leading a team of surgeons through complex surgeries, or holding an entire lecture hall spellbound with his charisma and intellect. It was mystifying how a man could appear so self possessed and together and at the same time hide a vulnerable core, one which had almost destroyed him. He caught her staring at him, and I'd her with a mixture of amusement and wariness. What do I have? Chocolate ice cream on my chin or something? Her face became warm. She hadn't realized her thoughts had strayed and laughed guiltily. I'm sorry I didn't realize I was staring. It was more like frowning, frowning right after I agreed with you, Casablanca is by far one of the greatest movies of all time. Oh, as usual. He'd managed to throw her off balance. I admit I lost my train of thought for a moment. I'm curious to know what you find so distracting about me. It messes with your concentration, he said, openly amused. I was trying to envision you in your everyday work environment, she said. And, and somehow you don't fit the bill? His brow knitted. I don't. I imagined all high profile surgeons to be cold, insensitive, egotistical individuals. Oh, and how do you see me? He asked, cocking an eyebrow at her. Kind, considerate, unstylish, li chivalrous thank you, I think. And you like ice cream this time? He smiled. Well, you're nothing like I expected, either. Who would have thought a few weeks ago, I'd be nursing my emotional wounds on an isolated island with the help of a pretty generous, softhearted kindergarten teacher. She told herself he was just being nice, which didn't stop her heart from doing a hopeful little dance in her chest. Be careful, doctor or I might think you're flirting with me, she said, pretending to be unaffected by the compliment. I mean it.