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Used to doing things himself
*Tia* The open buggy contains a single bench, so I sit beside Killian while he expertly handles the two horses. I’m not surprised by his skill or the fact that he hasn’t chosen a vehicle that requires a driver. He’s accustomed to doing for himself. He doesn’t seem to mind it or consider being pampered as his due. I know I need to stop comparing him to other men I’ve known, and yet I can’t quite seem to help myself. He possesses not only a physical strength but an inner one as well. I can’t imagine him succumbing to madness, doubting himself, questioning his abilities; I can't imagine him ever being anything except confident in his beliefs and actions. I’m rather glad he’s asked me to join him. While I welcome time to myself, I want to be more than simply his bedmate. I want to mean som
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