But, Tess wasn’t here, not just yet. She’d been good to her word and they talked every day. But the phone didn’t give him all the details of her expression, which shared so much. After she’d asked for some space, he’d flown back to Alaska a mere two days later. Oddly, the reserve that she’d cloaked around her the night after his fight with Chad and the following morning had dissolved after they’d talked and Nathan had offered to fly home. That reinforced what he’d quickly come to know about her—pressure only made things worse. As soon as the imagined pressured of him staying there had disappeared, she had relaxed back into the way she’d been—warm, affectionate and with enough passion to singe him.
Nathan turned away from the mountains and quickly stepped into the boat cabin. He’d stopped
