tempted to do anything that crazy again. She had no business
touching Dani, no matter how badly she wanted to.
And she did. Badly.
Emily suddenly felt like she’d consumed fire. It wasn’t just
the energy around them that seemed to vibrate. She was
buzzing all over. No, not just buzzing. There was definitely
some throbbing going on too. The whole beach felt like it was
made out of charged sand. Some strange kind of electricity.
The setting sun was falling behind the horizon, the sky’s
fiery oranges and reds giving way to purples and pinks. Emily
loved sunsets. She’d actually never painted one before, but she
was determined to change that. She never wanted to forget this
one.
She laughed softly, breaking the spell. Maybe she laughed
because she was embarrassed. Maybe it was the right thing to
do. To make a sound. To try and divert the attention to
something else.
“I’ve never talked about how I grew up,” Dani whispered.
Maybe the spell wasn’t broken for her yet. She seemed
transfixed, her eyes huge and deep. Emily felt herself falling
into them. She wished she could think of something perfect to
say.
“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”
The sudden flash of pain in Dani’s eyes made Emily’s chest
hurt. However she’d been raised, it was bad. Emily was
suddenly filled with rage that bad things could happen to good
people, and at the same time, filled with an overwhelming
pride that Dani had risen above whatever had happened to her.
She was more than that. She had her own business. She had
her own place. She was breathtakingly beautiful. She was