Shane was silent a moment, then let out a long breath. "I bet I could convince you if I could get through these bars. . . . " "You'd get arrested all over again. " "Well, you're just that tempting. Jailbait. " He kissed her fingers, which made her shiver all over; his lips lingered warm on her skin, reminding her of what it felt like to be alone with him, in that timeless.
As before the collapse, the setting sun brushed the tiles, brought out the warm brown glow on the wallpaper, and hung the shadow of the birch on the wall as if it were a woman's scarf.