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“Sounds like you’ve built a good life,” he said when I’d finished. “I can see why you’d want to stay close to all that.”

“I have. I really do like it.” I glanced toward the fields beyond the fence. “But I’m beginning to understand why you love this place. Everything feels a little more personal. I suppose part of that comes from growing up somewhere and knowing the people around you.”

“There’s plenty to love about a city, too. I’ve enjoyed visiting them.” Hudson rested his free hand on the bridge railing as we paused to let a family pass. “But my work’s here, my family’s here, and I like having the woods close by. I’ve never had much reason to look elsewhere.”

“I wouldn’t expect you to leave a place that means so much to you.”

He squeezed my hand.

“And I wouldn’t expect you to give up the things you enjoy either. I like hearing you talk about them.”

I smiled at him.

Hudson had taken me to his favorite festival, introduced me to people he knew, and made sure I felt welcome without hovering over me.

I liked that he wasn’t trying to impress me with anything beyond the life he already enjoyed.

My phone began ringing inside my coat pocket.

I pulled it out and saw Bridget’s name on the screen.

“It’s work,” I told Hudson. “I’d better answer.”

He nodded and waited while I stepped a little farther from the people passing along the path.

“Hi, Bridget. Everything all right?”

“Everything’s wonderful, actually. Peyton, I’ve just finished listening to the latest sample, and I wanted to tell you how impressed I am.”

My stomach gave a delighted little leap.

“You liked it?”

“Loved it. The Heartwood scene is terrific, and Hudson’s performance has improved enormously. The two of you sound wonderful together, and the reviewer agrees. You’ve done a fantastic job with him, especially considering how little time you’ve had.”

I looked at Hudson, who was watching me with a curious smile.

“That’s wonderful news. He’s worked incredibly hard, Bridget, and I’m so pleased it’s paying off.”

“There’s something else I’d like to discuss with both of you. Oliver and I have been talking about a possible opportunity beyond this book. Is Hudson with you?”

“Yes, but we’re at the festival.”

“Then enjoy yourselves. We can call you later. There’s no need to interrupt your afternoon.”

I considered the excitement in her voice and the possibility of what she might be about to say.

“We’re not far from the parking area. Could I call you back in a few minutes?”

“Of course. There’s no emergency, Peyton. I just wanted to share the good news.”

I ended the call and turned toward Hudson.

“Apparently, we’re brilliant.”

He laughed at my expression.

“That’s encouraging. Does this mean I can keep the dragon job?”