Chapter 2“Oh, God,” I whisper. I somehow got lost in the forest and managed to meet the hottest guy on the whole goddamned planet, who is also kind and generous? What did I do to deserve this?
I make sure I have all my things and that they are in order. Then I take a detour to the kitchen and fill a glass with water. It’s wonderfully refreshing, and I drink it slowly, savoring it.
When I turn to walk out the door, I spot someone else outside. A guy, quite a bit younger than Viggo by the looks of him, maybe in his late twenties.
I frown. When did he get here? I didn’t hear a car. Was I that focused on my host that I missed the sound of an approaching vehicle? Being this inattentive is something that definitely will see me eaten by bears if the Internet was wrong about the bear population
