Jack pulled into a restaurant Abbie hadn’t noticed before. He insisted she wait in the car, which she did but not without mounting curiosity. He came out carrying a very large box that, having no other choice but the bed of the truck, he placed on the floor at her feet. The next stop was his home.
Abbie said, “Oh! I forgot about Boomer!”
“I didn’t. He’s on a New Year’s Eve playdate with Ryan and Kim’s dog. I just need a change of clothes. After spending an afternoon with my post-hockey sweat, I didn’t think you’d mind if I showered at your place.”
In truth, Abbie didn’t mind his sweat, either, which was probably a sign that she was now far beyond hope where her feelings for Jack were concerned.
An hour later, they were back at the cabin, having showered together. Apparently, he’d felt
