It took a moment for the answer to make it to her lips. “Fine.”
He extended his hand. “Then we’re agreed?”
She hesitated for a moment, then took his hand. “Agreed.” She felt as if an electric current were traveling from his flesh to hers, and wondered if he felt it, too.
He seemed to hold her hand an extra moment before letting go. “Good.”
Darcy took a long breath, hoping he wouldn’t see how his touch had affected her. “I’m going out now.”
He held her gaze. “I’ll go back in and have Connor draw up a contract for the two of us. Okay?” He turned and walked back to the library.
“Don’t go too far,” he said, glancing over his shoulder. “I’ll need you to sign before you change your mind.”
As soon as the crisp November air hit her skin, Darcy felt better. She breathed deeply, inhaling the wintery scent of burning wood and cold air. The sky had turned steel gray overhead, threatening rain, but she didn’t care. She took long aimless strides, willing her heartbeat to return to normal.
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