Chapter Thirteen
Holly
I came awake when I heard a soft rustling in the bedroom. I must’ve made a sound, because I heard Nate’s voice. Stepping to the side of the bed, he leaned over, his lips dusting across mine. Instantly, I wanted to tug him to me and tumble into the very same madness I’d lost myself in last night.
“Gotta go,” he said, his voice a gruff whisper.
I’d completely and utterly failed in my intent to not fall asleep with him last night. After he challenged me by expecting me to chase him off, I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I didn’t want to prove him right. Even more, I didn’t want him to leave.
I vaguely remembered that he had mentioned he had to leave early this morning to fly a group of backcountry skiers out to a lodge. He wouldn’t be returning for three days.
“Oh
