Five
It's difficult to sift through my emotions, but anger is just around the corner. It creeps into my chest, and as luck would have it, the sky darkens on my way back to the inn, and it downpours.
When I arrive in the parking area, I'm as soaked as I was from my near drowning experience. I stop in my tracks, focusing on a dark figure on the porch—Jonathan. He stands hunched over the rail, forearms resting against it, his gaze on me, but no trace of a smile. Whatever he sees on my face brings him off the deck and toward me. His arms encircle my form and his lips brush a kiss against my head.
"If this will be a theme, tell me now, and I'll get some extra clothes for you."
I laugh against his solid frame, tears mixing with the rain cascading down my cheeks. "I don't know if I should tru
