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EMERALD LAKE
Chelsea studied the shelves of food in the fridge. “I’m starving. How about you? I’ve got leftovers in the fridge from yesterday’s roast beef dinner. I can make up two plates and reheat in the microwave.”
“Perfect,” Chaz said.
They had driven directly back from Kelowna after visiting Wenner and had just arrived at the cottage. She gathered the food containers and reached for a couple of plates.
“While you do that, I’ll look up the resort and book a cabin.”
Chelsea put her utensils down and studied Chaz. She wasn’t completely sure of what she’d decided, but it seemed right. “Don’t bother booking a room. You can use the guest bedroom. After all, this is your place, and it seems silly for you to spend the money on a cabin for the night.”
“As long as you’re leasing the c
