But I loved it here. I loved my friends. Our business. The forest, the open sky, and the lake. Living in a boat was a dream come true and I could never live in a crowded city where the only water available would be a fountain or a man-made pond in a perfectly manicured park. Even if said city was full of guys who wanted me, it wouldn’t be worth it.
And then—as though my thoughts had conjured them—I heard them. Preston and Sawyer. Their voices were muted in the distance but steadily approaching.
For a second, I entertained the idea of ducking inside and hiding in the cabin or even crawling into bed. I abandoned the thought immediately, and not only because the dogs would wake up and call attention to me if I tried to sneak away.