CHAPTER 4: Maggie
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Maggie should get up and sit on her own chair, but her body melted against Terry’s warmth and strength. She needed this closeness for just a moment. The terror from earlier still rolled through her in shockwaves and it’d been so long since she’d been able to count on a man for anything. Not that she could count on him for more than this small comfort.
“Relax.”
She let him take the glass from her hand again. He put it on the table and pulled her head to his chest. His heart beat strong and steady. She missed this closeness. She’d been divorced for over a year but even before that David had barely touched her, except when he’d wanted s*x. This was different. Terry didn’t seem to want anything from her.
“You’re cold. Probably, shock.” His hand ran up and down
