As they walked toward the spot, Thor was talking. Once again he was right, no one tells you how much to like a person. It didn't matter how much she liked him.
"My own insecurities demand," she answered feeling embarrassed she'd said anything at all. She'd always been a speak before she thought, type of girl.
She began putting out things from the basket to the blanket. Sitting she looked up at him, the sun behind him, making him look like the god he was. He almost took her breathe away.
"I was just being nervous," she admitted. "I won't put any limitations on my feelings." Right about now she wished she could read him.
Sitting on the blanket, Sook patted the place beside her.