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Rowen pulled her from the stump, dragging her behind him until they had to duck under the bushes to enter it. It was pitch black inside. There was no moon in the sky tonight and if it weren’t for the hundreds of fireflies flickering around he’d have never found it.
    “ Rowen, how will we be able to see? Can we build a fire somehow?” She spoke into the blackness because she had no clue where he was after he’d let got of her hand. Even with all the history books she’d ever read about Salem and its witches, nothing came close to describing the feelings one actually experienced being in the place. “Rowen, where are you?” She reached out trying to find him and practically jumped out of her skin when he moved under her hands. His body was hard, like a smooth rock.
    “ I’m right here, Fern. We cannot start a fire until I know it will not be seen from the village. I bought some Spanish silver from an antique dealer last week. Tomorrow I’ll go to the village and purchase some blankets and more clothing for us. I put some undergarments for us in my bag and a few other items I thought might come in handy. These reproductions we have on right now were made by our modern machines, I’m sure it wouldn’t take long for someone to notice. I know you must be starving, Fern, but for tonight we must do with what we have. You can take your cape off and use it as a pillow. Or you can lean against me if you like.” The latter was more appealing to him.
    Fern was still angry with him. The thought of leaning against him didn’t appeal to her better instincts although it did appeal to her female instincts. She shuffled her feet together until she felt the edge of the wall, then scooted down until she could sit up against it. “I’ll be fine right here, Rowen. This cape, as you call it will stay right where it is. And if you don’t mind me asking, how did you buy underwear for me when you don’t know my size?”
    “ Suit yourself, Fern. But one of us has to sleep if we are to start working on a resolution to our problem tomorrow. And if you must know, I paid the clerk at that lingerie place on the mall you frequent to tell me your size. I told her I was your fiancé and she thought it was romantic that I would buy you those items.” The memory of it made him smile. The job wasn’t easy until he started to picture her in the flimsy material, then he had no trouble picking out what he thought she would need or look delectable in. He slid down beside her, trying not to run into her in the dark. She was close, so close that he could feel her thigh next to his.
    Fern dared not let herself think about her panties sliding through his long fingers. The shop he was referring to didn’t keep anything matronly on its shelves; she could just imagine what he had for her. And although her cheeks must be ten shades of red, she was curious. Irritated, she pushed the thought from her mind. “Rowen, you said the only way to break the curse is for you and I to fall in love with each other. I’m having trouble believing that. Why would Mary’s mother plan on us falling in love, isn’t love what caused this mess in the first place? It would seem to me she would want us to hate each other, not love each other.”
    “ Yes, it would seem strange, wouldn’t it Fern. Trust me, I’ve read the journals over and over, and I cannot find any other way. Except to stop the execution from happening all together. And at that, I am still trying to find a way to do it without causing suspicion. It is obvious now that you look too much like Mary for me to allow you to go into the village. I’ll have to go alone.” He shifted his weight until the rock he was sitting on wasn’t underneath him anymore. He could feel the heat from her body and wondered what her thigh would feel like without their clothes between them. “Fern, I promise not to bite you, please feel free to lie against me.” He felt her tense.
    Amazed at how lightly he was taking their