“That was amazing.” Blake tilts her head up, her face beaming. “I’m surprised we didn’t break the sink.”
I shake my head at her, my smile matching hers. “We can always try again later.”
She laughs harder, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me in for a kiss.
When her stomach grumbles, I step back. “Round two is going to have to wait. Let’s get you fed.”
Grabbing paper towels from the dispenser, I clean Blake, then myself. We gather our clothes and dress. I pause before we walk out and grab her hand, lacing our fingers together, and a blush colors her cheeks.
We meander back to our table, stopping at the bar to order more food
When we sit, Santiago wiggles his eyebrows at me, and I lean over, punching him in the arm.
Walker refuses to make eye contact, so I ignore him.
He can act uninterested all he wants, but I know the truth.
More importantly, he does too.
CHAPTER 28
BLAKE
Levi has a voice that would make any woman throw her panties at him. I would know. I practically did that in the Timberline bathroom.
What else is a girl to do after a super sexy man singsMy Wishwhile making eyes at her the whole time?
But the recovery time I’m going to need after mine and Levi’s bathroom shenanigans is going to set a world record.
Swallowing another bite of my cold burger, I exhale a breath of stupefaction and ask, “Since when?”
Santiago, knowing exactly what I mean, gives me a look. “Since forever.”
Swinging my head toward Walker, I question accusingly, “And you knew?
“Yep.” Walker uses the tissue-paper-thin napkin to wipe his hands as he finishes the onion rings.
Levi just sits there smug as a bug, and I can’t fault him for that.
My phone buzzes in my cardigan pocket. I had to fight with Santiago in the car earlier to get it from him. He claimed that I would spend time on it instead of spending time with him.
The phone number is one that I recognize, prompting me to answer. “Hello?”
“Blake, I need you to come back to Moose Gap Lodge as soon as possible,” Mason, the owner, requests. His tone causes my chest to grow so tight that I have a difficult time breathing.
“What’s wrong?”
My question has Levi, Santiago, and Walker perking up in their seats.
A horn blares through the earpiece. “Just get back here.”
“Mason, is Bear okay?”
Silence.
“Hurry.”
All of the color drains from my face as I hold my phone in front of my face and find that Mason hung up.
