Chapter Thirteen
For a moment, Carrie worried she was being too forward as she stood on that first step in front of Ben’s cabin. Her legs were shaky, and her heart started pounding when she heard his voice inside. Maybe this was a bad idea. She considered turning around and hurrying back the way she’d come before he even realized she was there, but then she noticed him through the window as he passed by, a phone pressed to his ear. Whomever he was talking to, he was deep in conversation.
Ben was extraordinary. Just the way he moved and carried himself was so confident that she couldn’t stay away from him. He was invading her dreams, her sleep. He had been the first thing in her mind that morning when she woke up, and the thought of never seeing him again filled her with sadness. There wa
