Chapter 17
Marley watched the landscape roll by as Gage drove south to Homer. The mountains were bright—alpenglow reflecting in soft rose and lavender against the snow as the sun dropped down the sky. They’d passed a few moose on the drive, along with a porcupine who’d carefully made its way through the snow to deftly climb up a spruce tree as it watched them drive by. Marley was hyper aware of Gage’s presence. She kept waiting for the charge that buzzed between them to start to fade, and yet it kept sizzling higher. She was flushed inside and out simply sitting beside him in the car.
He’d startled her when he’d asked her to go with him to pick up his sisters. The idea of meeting his family seemed so…official. He didn’t speak of them often, but when he did, he spoke with warmth. His tend
