Chapter 10
Memphis pulled into the drive beside his cabin and turned the truck off, leaning back against the headrest for just a minute. The snow was coming down a lot heavier now, and the wind had begun to pick up. It wasn’t the weather that had him lingering; it was Olivia. How he had longed to kiss her just now, before she rushed out of his truck and up the porch faster than he could even get his door open to walk her in. Despite her reaction to the small, quiet moment they’d shared, when he’d been so tempted to lean in and find her lips with his, he knew she was interested in him, too. He could see it in the way she looked at him, the way she reacted when he touched her arm. It was hard to blame her for avoiding anything more than a friendship at this point, however. They both knew th
