The contentment Mack left me with disappears the moment I emerge from the forest and discover who is leaning against the side of the house, arms folded over his chest.
Nolan.
He glances at the bag I have clutched in my hands. A bag that Mack filled for me before he kissed me goodbye, but not before asking me one last time if I didn’t want to hide with him in the forest. “I see you were more successful this time.”
Even though I know I can’t have any of Mack’s scent on me because I bathed in the lake after we made love, that doesn’t silence the fear that Nolan will know what I was doing, and with whom.
After my initial pause, I continue toward him. “I had to go further into the forest. I was lucky since it’s still wet out.”
When I move to walk past him, his hand flashes out and grips my
