of being afraid , she wanted to know more about him , how be became what he was. All the while , she felt herself falling for the soldier who lived in seclusion. But he had his own stuff to deal with and she didn’t want to bring her load of crap to his door.
She could have waited for him inside while he got dressed , but Amari wa nted to feel the warmth of the sun on her face. Spring had been a long time coming i n Alaska , and the blanket of snow made her want to scream after awhile. She p l anned to take advantage of every warm day of the warm season she could , b ecause in this area of the Un i ted S tates there were always more cold months than warm ones.
Stavros was estranged from the only family he knew , and the men he called brothers . It was b y choice , but because he didn’t feel worthy. It didn’t take a therapist to see the man felt as if his injuries would make him a burden. She doubted very much that his friends would feel that way , but of course she had no real idea. She , on the other hand , made the choice to run away. To leave all she knew for safety, for necessity and to get out of the public eye. Don’t we make a pair , she thought ruefully. She heard his heavy footsteps coming back to the door.
She looked up and smiled. “You look like a lumberjack.”
Stavros raised his brow. ‘What , don’t you like my chic Alaskan outfit ? I’ll have you know these are the rage in Paris and are the in thing for 2012.”
Laughter bubbled out of Amari . “Really, I didn’t know the fashions made it all the way up here in Hiko.”
He nodded solemnly. ‘Trust me , plaid is in.”
“I’ll take your word for it,” she replied.
Stavros shrugged. “Ok ay, but don’t be mad at me when you’re left behind in this new fashion craze.”
“I’ll remember that,” she said dryly.
He reached out his hand and she took it. He lifted her to her feet easily , as if she weighed nothing. She stepped the wrong way and fell against his chest. Instantly , he wrapped his arms around her to hold her in place . T o protect her. She met that green stare of his and any thought in her head was lost. Stavros was stronger then he thought , and that one move made her breathless.
“You ok ay ?” He murmured , looking down at her face.
“I’m fine.” Damn , why does my voice s haking like that. Amari extracted herself from his arms even though she would rather have stayed. “Ready to go?”
Stavros nodded. “I’m kinda missing the snow.”
Amari laughed and threw him the truck keys she pulled from her pocket. “ That’s because you can blend with the snow , Tiger. You drive , I’ll direct.”
He’d caught the key easily and slid behind the wheel . S he could still see the stiffness in his left side. He might like the snow , but the warmer weather would help him heal and loosen up his body more.
“ I can’t imagine you know a place for a picnic in this place,” he said as he reversed down the rocky driveway.
“Know you r environment is my motto,’ Amari explained. “If I had to live here I was going to make damn sure I could get around and know exactly where I can and cannot go.”
“Why do you have to live here?’ Stavros asked the question she knew would come eventually. “You don’t strike me as a woman who would move to the ass crack of the United States.”
“Hey now, don’t go messing with Hiko,” Amari teased. “It is the fashion capital remember.”
“Nice deflection,” Stavros countered.
“I know.”
“Trust me when I say that won’t happen for t o o long.”
“I know that , too, but unless you ’re ready to face that call you’ ve been avoidi ng for all these months , you won’t give me any gri ef,” Amari replied , then pointed. “Turn left up here and then keep going until you see the fork in the road.”
“ This is what you call a road ? ” he asked as the truck jostled along.
“You’ve been in Hiko for a year, you know this is as good as it gets,” she