Waverly follows him and heads into the cabin in the path his longer legs made.
I hear a shriek, and then rapid-fire talking, and I can’t stop a smile despite the growing dread in my chest.
We’re getting our rescue.
Power’s back on.
Aspen will be able to get to the store.
She doesn’t need me here anymore.
So is this it?
Is this the end?
Or is this the beginning?
“You didn’t do anything I’ll have to kick your ass for, did you?” Cooper asks me while I shovel.
“Nope.” Yep.
“You know I’m going to take Waverly’s word for the answer to that more than yours, right?”
“I’d kick your ass if you didn’t.”
He pauses with the shovel in the snow and props his arms on it. “Why’d you come out here?”
“Wrong answers only?”
“Aspen’s like another sister to me, except I like her more than my real sister, and most of the time, I like my real sister a hell of a lot,” he reminds me.
Fuck.
I think I owe him the truth.
Especially since he’s out here digging me out as much as he’s digging Aspen out.
“I thought I scared her away from Beck’s party, so I came to apologize.”
“How?”
“By saying I’m sorry.”
“How’d you scare her away, jackass?”
“Turns out I didn’t.” No, I’ve put the pieces together the past couple days, and I realized it was her song.
Not me.
She would’ve kissed me.
Shehaskissed me.
This attraction isn’t one-sided.
“Why’d you think you did?” Cooper asks.
“More shoveling, less gabbing,” Davis calls.
