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gushed, her face radiating her admiration. His green eyes looked at her but they didn’t see anything and she felt overwhelming sadness for his loss. Stepping closer, she pulled her hand out of his and gently ran her fingers over his brow, lightly over his closed eyes. With her body lightly pressed against his, she stood up on tip toe and kissed the lids over his unseeing eyes.
    “What’s that for?” he asked softly, huskily, his free hand curving around her elbow , holding her steady on her suddenly weak knees.
    “Just because,” she murmured, unable to understand it herself why she felt the need to soothe him. He was simply incredible; and contrary to all logic or reason, she adored him. Maybe she was simply lonely and he was the first interesting person to come along. Whatever; they had that zing and it was time for her to jump, to take a risk. “I’m not over-stepping the line, am I?”
    “No,” he grinned. His full, sensual mouth curved into a deeper smile, giving the hint of a dimple in his left cheek, “It was very… nice.”
    Victoria cringed, laughing quietly at his choice of words. Taking his hands in hers, she shook her head, “I know, nice is so inadequate; but you fluster me.”
    “I’m not sure whether I should be flattered or insulted,” he teased, his eyes crinkling as his fingers entwined with hers and he gently pulled her closer to him; until the softness of her breasts was pressed against the muscles of his chest.
    “Very few people fluster me, James,” she informed him, her skin burning where it pressed up against the hard wall of James’s flesh and sinew. “You should feel honored.”
    “Indeed, I do,” he said, so formally she had to laugh out loud. Shifting slightly, he turned just a bit until they were more closely pressed together. “Tell me something, Victoria, what else can fluster you?”
    “That’s hardly a fair question to be asking,” she murmured, her body flaring to life under his touch. Lowering her chin to hide her blush, forgetting the fact that she really didn’t need to, she smiled, “If I tell you too many secrets, you’ll lose interest.”
    “I doubt that would ever happen,” he told her, earnestly, making her heart dance merrily in her chest. “I find myself very curious to know everything there is to know about you.”
    “I’m sure that you would find it all very dull compared to your own life,” she murmured, not trying to prevaricate, just trying to be honest. She had a very boring life up to that point. “I’m an only child, I went to school, I went to college, and I owe the bank a great deal of money before I will own my own business. What about you?”
    “Surprisingly, there’s really very little difference between you and I,” he told her. “Only I have an older brother and the bank doesn’t own my business, I do.”
    “Yes, we’re practically the same person,” Victoria grinned. From out of nowhere, she thought about Milan and asked, “Do you like to travel?”
    “I do; I even have stamps in my passport,” he nodded, smiling at her. “What about you?”
    “I have a passport,” she said slowly, watching his face as she spoke. It was ama zing how expressive his face was despite his lack of sight. Watching him as he listened to her she felt that he was truly interested in what she had to say and not just pretending to pay attention until something better came along. He was fascinated by her just as he was fascinated by all things James. “However, I’ve yet to get a single stamp. I haven’t even been to Canada.”
    “That’s not very far away,” he commiserated with her briefly before grinning. “So, if there was any place in the world that you could go….”
    “Scotland,” she said earnestly before he could even finish asking the question. “Have you ever been there?”
    “I have,” he admitted, almost reluctantly.
    “Was it incredibly beautiful? Did you drink the whiskey?” she asked enthusiastically, desperate to