Chapter 22

“In truth, I could get used to it.”

“You’d better,” I confess. “We’re spending the night here because I want some alone time with you.”

He winks at me in a sexy manner, and says, “You’re so hot and bad, Gage Wellton. You had this planned all afternoon, didn’t you?”

I shrug my shoulders, provide a boyish grin, and respond with: “I’ll never tell you that, unless you kiss it out of me.”

He obliges, heading for my face with his mouth. 25: Whiskey

Mama. Staying at cabin tonight. Don’t wait up.I send the text from my cellphone and watch it disappear into cyberspace. “You know how to start a fire?” I ask Corey.

“Hell no. I can barely use my microwave in the city.”

“I’ll handle the fire in the pit. You get a few logs next to the cabin and place them near the fire pit so we can sit on them.”