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Daniel
Her hand was warm in his, and instead of his heart racing in fear of what Lucinda might say, it was racing for an entirely different reason.
This was something different. Someone different. And he liked this, the feeling of her skin on his. He liked every second of it.
“So, were all those stories John told true?” he asked as they resumed their walk over the sand.
“Oh, yeah,” Amelia replied. “He’s a personal trainer, so I’m sure he sees all sorts of people.”
“He’s a good conversationalist.”
“He definitely is. He could talk forever if you’d let him.”
“My sister can be like that. Her name is Terri. She’s the extrovert of the family.”
“There always has to be one. And then there’s the weird one. That would be me.”
“And me, if we follow that rule.”
“Okay then, tell me something that makes you weird.”
“I like sleeping with socks on in the winter.”
She froze. “Wait, you sleep in socks?”
“My feet get cold.” He couldn’t sleep if his feet were cold. He hated the feeling, especially when he usually stayed warm.
“So are they like . . . fuzzy socks?”
“No, just my regular ones. I don’t like the way fuzzy ones feel in shoes.”
“Well, yes, but that’s because you don’t wear them in shoes. You wear those to sleep, if you can even tolerate the feeling of socks while being asleep.” Her free hand gestured as she spoke, and he knew that if he hadn’t been holding the other one, it would have been too.
“I thought it was normal to sleep in socks until Terri pointed out that it was a huge debate. And besides, what’s the point of having socks that you only sleep in?”
“They’re like pajamas for your feet.”
“That seems like too much to keep track of.”
Her jaw dropped. “I can’t believe this. You’re completely ignoring the beauty of fuzzy little foot pajamas in favor of everyday, probably cotton socks. You are weird.”
“I tried to warn you.”
Her lips twisted, and she shook her head. “I might still have you beat, though.”
“Are you sure? Your reaction to my sock habit was pretty intense.”
“I’m just a little dramatic,” she said. “I still think I have one that’s worse.”
“I’m more than ready to hear it.”
“I never eat sauce with my food. I just scarf it down like a snake with an egg.”
“Even chicken?”
“I eat it dry. I didn’t even have ketchup with my fries at dinner.”
“And you like that?”
