A light and musical chuckle passes Karen’s lips as she gives Bucky one last look before taking his hand and leading him out of the downtown area. Her house is a little off of the beaten path, so they take a stroll through the roads until they reach the houses built closest to the timberline. Karen has a nice view of the woods from her back bedroom window.

Unlocking the front door, she leads Bucky inside, and no sooner than when the lights are on and the door is locked behind them does Karen stand completely still, pushing Bucky up against a wall and staring into his eyes.

I don’t usually do this… invite guys I’ve just met into my home. It feels like I’ve known you forever, though. I want to trust you.

She brushes her fingertips lightly over his cheekbone, by his eye and runs her fingers through his hair. Trusting him would be so easy, but such a leap, and yet, Bucky seems like a good guy.