Chapter 46

Next he unplugged the Christmas tree. Checked the front door to make sure it was locked—a habit that came from living in the city, since he hadn’t seen or heard anyone else outside their cabin all day. Then he returned to the kitchen to check the lock on the sliding glass door. There were vertical blinds for that door, as well, which had been opened and nestled in one corner. But the darkness outside was so complete, Lane didn’t like to think of anything out there looking in so he shut the blinds to block the view.

One last look around, double-checking the fire and all the lights, and he headed for the bathroom. There he washed his hands and face, brushed his teeth, and emptied his bladder of the last of the wine. With any luck, Braden’s story was over with by now and Remy would be ready to return to the bed they shared for a little loving.

Finally.