Page 11 of Icy Mountain Man

And I wasn't about to let her go.

CHAPTER SIX

Posey

After our bath, we dried off and redressed, heading downstairs for a slice of pie and tea.

“I can’t resist sweets, so I always pick something up at the local bakery.” Ford explained.

“I love them too. Every Friday I stop by one on my way home from the office. Got to treat ourselves, right?”

“Always.” Ford winked.

He might’ve not been a man of many words and still a bit growly, but I didn’t care. I was falling. Fast.

We cuddled on the couch and the last thing I remembered was my eyes slipping closed as I laid in his arms. When I woke hours later, I was in his bed, his cat Smokey laying between us.

I blinked a few times, unable to really believe this was happening.

But how long could it last for? I had a job to get back to. A life in the city I couldn’t just up and leave.

Or could I?

No, I had an apartment.

I ran the city office.

What was I doing?

Playing house?

A wave of panic came over, and I threw the covers off, sweat beading across my upper lip. I wiped my palms on my pants and walked downstairs. I headed to the kitchen and put the kettle on pacing back and forth.

Suddenly I remembered my phone. I ran to the living room and grabbed it, checking for messages.

Karen: Oh no! The generator must’ve failed. I’ll send someone out there.

Karen: They can’t get up the mountain. The roadways are closed. Call me.

Missed call from Karen.

Missed call from Karen.

Karen: Crap you probably don’t have service. Contact me when you do. Hang in there! And leave as soon as it’s safe to do so!

I hurried back to the kitchen and grabbed it off the store before the whistling woke up the whole house. I grabbed a mug and tea bag and poured in the hot water.

Considering it was three am I couldn’t text Karen yet. It would have to wait until morning.

I grabbed my tea and stood by the sliding glass door leading to the back porch. The rain stopped but the wind didn’t.

And neither did my thoughts.

Would I really be able to leave Ford behind?

What was I even saying? I didn’t know him…

Maybe I should take it as a fantastic fantasy weekend and move on.