Need You for Mine(104)

And if that thought wasn’t enough to get her moving, then the reminder that she’d lost her best shot at happily ever after when Carson decided his love only covered the “in health” part of the deal.

He’d not only hesitated when she’d explained her kidney was slowly dying, but he’d walked out when she’d needed him most.

Turned out the only dead weight Avery lost in the surgery was Carson, and even though it had been a rough time in her life, she was a stronger person for it. Now she was a pain free, Carson free, and ready to move forward.

In theory, she was making progress. Her feet were moving in the forward direction. Only Ty’s hands were still on her harness and—oh my God—he was staring at her lips. Like a wild bear settling on his prey, and she was pretty sure he was either going to throw her over his shoulder and take her back to his cave or kiss her. Either way she couldn’t seem to get traction. Unless she counted shuffling closer.

Page six in her memory book flashed in her mind and her belly heated. She hadn’t kissed anyone since Carson, and she’d never kissed a stranger—and this stranger looked as if he were about to kiss her.

His grin went full watt and her breath caught as he closed the last shred of distance and whispered, “You’re welcome, Avery Morgan.”

Avery felt the pressure in her chest release on one big whoosh as the harness slid down her legs, the straps clanking against the concrete. She was free. “How did you do that?”

“Extremely talented fingers.”