Six Sentence Sunday!

Ok, continuing on from the last point:

"There's a twig in your hair," Aidan said softly, removing it with a gentle tug.

"How did that get there?" My voice came from somewhere far off and my chest was tightening under the invisible grip of the panic.

Aidan stepped closer and I held my breath and swallowed. "I can't imagine, Charlie, unless you sleepwalk." I shook my head. "Well, I know there's a very lush tree in your backyard that hangs over mine. It has these leaves, and they're kind of rare in this part of the country." I blanched. Tracing the leaf down my jaw and neck, I could feel his warm breath against my cheek as he said softly, "So tell me again, Charlie: Have you been climbing trees?"

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