Chapter Thirteen
Darius had left out one important detail about Ethan James—the guy was a hottie. They met him in the lobby of the Eagle’s Nest Resort and Hotel, by far the most expensive hotel in Lost Harbor, and one of the few that stayed open all winter. With his easy smile and penetrating eyes, Ethan James was instantly appealing.
But not quite as appealing as the big guy at her side.
“Call me Kate,” she said immediately upon shaking Ethan’s hand.
“Ethan. Thanks for meeting with me.”
They claimed a quiet nook with a stunning view of the restless gray ocean and the icy peaks on the other side. Misty Bay was living up to its name today, with long fingers of fog drifting past like smoke.
They had the lobby to themselves. The reception clerk was watching t****k videos on his phone, a
