Being in his arms eased the tension coursing through her.
"This is nice," she sighed against him. "We should pretend more often we don't hate each other."
"I don't hate you."
She didn't hate him, either. "Obviously. That was either courageous or stupid the way you attacked the pond monster last night."
"I wasn't about to let it hurt you."
"But you didn't give a thought to yourself." She tilted her head back and glanced at his face, the strong line of his jaw showing a bristling shadow.
"Guess I figured you were more important."
"I am," she said with a grin. "But that's not the point. You don't have to do heroic things. I'd rather you stay alive."
"Me too. But I can't always stop myself." He winked.
That brought a curve to her lips. She moved out of his arms. "Thanks for driving last night. I was a little out of it." Which bothered her. She knew better than to show vulnerability.