She was delighted to learn that I would be spending a few days at her house.
I wasn't even paying attention to where I was going, and when I looked up, my eyes widened in surprise. Kayde and I had entered the luxurious fire pit area in the back of the property. It was stunning, with a large, sunken stone seating area and plush outdoor sofas and chairs arranged around a massive, beautifully designed fire pit.
The pit itself was both modern and rustic, featuring built-in grills and ambient lighting. Gage was already there, sitting in one of the chairs with a beer in his hand—looking very relaxed. Kayde introduced us this time, and Gage's eyes softened. He even asked me to call him Gage, not Reaper.
Kayde poured me a glass of wine and leaned in to whisper that it was mild, prompting a kn
