Sure, she had alternately spent the night weeping and tossing and turning because she was aroused and wanted nothing more than to be touched by Gage again. Which was never going to happen, so her body needed to get over it. She felt refreshed, and much less dire in the light of day, which was helpful. She didn’t know why everything had felt so crazy last night. Probably all of the emotions, and the climaxes. But today she felt renewed. She felt like maybe she had finally put a demon to rest. She felt...oh crap. Clearly she had been celebrating a little bit too soon. Because there was Finn up on a ladder looking at light fixtures in the mercantile. Being very right there, when she would rather he weren’t at all. “Hi, Rebecca,” Lane said, her eyes fixed on Finn. “I came for lunch, since you said you were sampling that new cheese that you got.”
