“Not in this blizzard. Everything is grounded. And besides, there’s no service.”
“Well, I can grab some snowmobiles. Bring people in that way.”
She smirked. “Even if I had a satellite phone, the atmosphere is scrambled in the storm. We’d never get out.”
“So there’s no way to contact anyone.”
She burst out laughing. It was a normal laugh this time, not the hysterical release of stress. “If you had a billion dollars, there is still no way you would ever get off of this mountain.”
He did not meet her eyes.
Her mouth fell open. “Do not tell me you have a billion dollars.”
He winced. “Well, I?—”
“Didn’t I just tell you not to tell me?”
He held up his hands. “Okay, I won’t tell you?”
“You have a billion dollars?”
There was a hint of a smirk at the corner of his mouth. “Should I tell you now?”
“Just tell me you’re not some kind of werewolf mafia hitman.” She thought about that. Would a billionaire werewolf kill someone himself? Probably not. “Or orderer of hitmen?”
He laughed. The resonant sound filled the cabin and made something jolt down her spine. She couldn’t tell if it was good or bad. “I could be the best assassin in the world, but I still don’t think I would be efficient enough to earn a billion dollars in murders for hire.”
She sniffed. “Right.” She forced herself to stop yelling. She was surprised to realize he was calmer than she was. She’d heard about legendary werewolf tempers, but this guy seemed remarkably calm. And still freezing.
She could not feel her toes.
He kept his hands open easily as he said, “So we’re stuck in the cabin. Presumably until the storm passes?”
She nodded.
“So how the hell do we get that thing on?” he said and stuck his thumb at the stove.
“I found matches, but no wood.”
He shrugged. “Okay. I can get wood. There’s a ton of wood.”
She shook her head. “Not in this weather. People freeze to death in minutes or get lost.”
He smirked. “I wouldn’t get lost.”
She raised an eyebrow. “So you were standing on a tree limb over an ice field on purpose and genuinely wanted to be there.”
“Admittedly, I was slightly unaware of exactly where I was. I just meant I would never lose you.”
“What?”
He bit his lip.
“Say whatever words you’re trying to swallow.”
“You smell.”
She gasped.
