Page 16 of Lumberjack Bonfire Kisses

“I wouldn't mind that in the least, but where would you live?”

She glanced over at me and I took her hand, loving this even more. Not only was Peyton squirming over it, but I loved the thought of her being with me.

“Well, someone has an extra room I can use, if I need to kick him out of the master.”

“Nope, don’t need details. It seems like you two have talked about this?”

“We might have. Not in depth yet. But I just wanted to see your thoughts.”

He crossed his arms as he looked at us and I knew the look. He was happy we were dating, sure, but to live together. Especially after a short time and on the heels of her breakup. He wasn’t thrilled by the idea.

Finally, I pointed to the bonfire flyer, thinking it would be a good distraction, and we could come back to this topic later, maybe when he had a moment to diffuse a little. He nods, taking it for what it is, and I let out a breath, grabbing a hold of her hand and leading her over to it.

Thirty minutes later, I was sitting down, pulling her in my lap with Peyton next to us. Was it wise to put her there?

Nope.

But I wanted her there, she didn’t mind, and I didn’t care what he thought.

“You know,” she started, leaning back against me, her eyes watching the flames. “I’d really love to stay around here and help the town plan some of these events. I think it would be so cool. I’m more than just an assistant.”

“I think that’s a great idea, actually,” I told her, giving her a squeeze. “I know the committee is always looking for people to give fresh ideas.”

“Just be careful. Not all of the town folk are nice.”

We both shot a look at Peyton who just took a sip of his beer.

“What?” he asked.

“Dude, you built a cabin up here because you love the town and now you say they’re not all nice.”

“Not everyone around here is. I know from experience.”

Justice shot me a look over her shoulder and I grinned.

“Would this have anything to do with that woman we saw this morning?” I asked, making him glare as he stared into the flames.

And bingo.

“What happened, Peyton?” I asked, trying to get anything, but he just glowered even more. And as I was about to press, the sky lit up with a bright streak of lighting.

“Shit, I got to go. She’ll kill me if I get the floor wet.”

Before I could ask anything else, he jumped up and ran back to his car.

“Huh, that’s different,” I muttered, making Justice get up so we could get back to the cabin before the storm officially blew in.

She gathered up our stuff and then ran to the truck, hurrying up.

I made it back to the cabin in record time; just as the sky opened up on us.

I ushered us in, told her to go change while I started a fire and we could go back to cuddling before it.

I frowned as I put in the few pieces of wood I had left, knowing that in the morning I would have to cut some from the shed. Because if these storms were random, since none of us saw it blow in, then we could easily get hit with snow and we couldn’t afford not to be ready.

“Looks cozy,” she said, sitting down next to me.

I kissed the top of her head before pulling her against me.