It took her a while to get her bearings, but she’s settling in well.”
“So what’s bothering you?”
“Nothing.”
Nikki sent her a pointed look; Arden sighed.
“I’m not sure.”
“Must be a man,” Nikki said, smiling.
“No. Well, sort of.”
“He’s sort of a man?”
Arden laughed. He was definitely a man. “He sort of bothers me.”
“It’s about time.”
“What do you mean?”
“You always close yourself off from people, never letting anyone get too close. If he bothers you, it means he’s getting to you.”
Arden frowned. It frustrated her to realize that she still carried the emotional scars from a man who’d been gone from her life for so long, and that her inherent distrust was so apparent. “Do you think I’m cold?”
“No,” Nikki responded immediately. “You’re the warmest, most giving and caring person I know, but you don’t often let other people see it.”
Arden stuffed a wad of wrapping paper into the bag in Nikki’s hand.
“Does he see it?” Nikki asked.
“He thinks he does.”
Nikki grinned. “I like him already.”
“You would,” Arden muttered.
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