Hunter growled through everything he did after Alice hung up on him. He spent Valentine’s Day in his cabin with Westin and two cupcakes from the bakery he’d managed to get during his lunch break. He’d stood in line for almost the whole hour, but he didn’t want the highlight of his son’s day to be the lame cards his classmates had passed out.
Unfortunately, Westin was equally excited by everything, so the cupcakes stood on the same ground as the store-bought cards from the kids at school. At least Hunter hadn’t been alone, even if he’d stared out the window, thinking Alice’s headlights would sweep through the darkness when she arrived.
That didn’t happen, and he let Westin stay up until he fell asleep on the couch. The fact that Hunter couldn’t carry his son down the hall to bed made him
