Chapter 40

Suddenly a little nervous, Gabby unlocked her front door with trembling fingers and stepped back for Fletch and Flynn to enter. When she'd first arrived at Cyprus Trail, Flynn had seemed nervous, which had somehow calmed her. But now he appeared relaxed, confident, and she was a basket case.

On the trail, they'd gone from zero to panty-melting with that kiss. She wanted more, her body still humming, but she knew they needed balance to make this relationship work. If only she could find a way to temper her reaction to him just a smidgen, she'd be golden.

Fletch found Popsicle by the fireplace and, after several seconds of butt-stiffing, they curled up together on the floor and went to sleep, the cat under the dog's paw.

She eyed Flynn and smoothed her damp palms over her thighs. "What now?"

Amusement tilted the corners of his mouth, infused his hazel eyes. He shrugged. "Am I supposed to go home now? Kiss you goodbye? You're the dating expert."