“Did she now?” he says, adjusting the towel lower, showing the cut beneath his abs, nearly exposing himself.
I arch a brow. “Mackenzie thought this place was empty. Does anyone in your family even know you're here?”
He leans against the doorframe, towel riding even lower on his hips. “No. Which was kind of the point.”
I cross my arms. “Would they evenapproveof you being here?”
“Of course not.” He shrugs like it doesn’t bother him. “But no one touches this place. Hasn’t been used in forever.”
I narrow my eyes. “Whyare you here?”
“None of your business. But if you must know, I’m between jobs and needed somewhere to crash.”
Between jobs. That's one way to putbanished from the family ranch after nearly destroying everything.
“Mackenzie's going to kill you when she finds out.”
“Do you think I care what my sister does?” He pushes off the doorframe. “Well, this has been fun, but you should probably go now.”
“Go?” I almost laugh. “I can't go anywhere. The road's closed.”
“Then you shouldn't have come up in the first place.”
“I didn't know they would trap me on the mountain! The weather app said light snow.”
“And you believed it.” He shakes his head. “Little Piper drives up a mountain because her weather app said it was clear.”
“Don’t call me Little Piper. And it wasn’t snowing when I left.”
He smirks. “It’s Wyoming in winter. It’s always snowing.”
I clench my fists at my sides. “You know what? I don't need this. I'll just wait in my car until…”
“Until what? You freeze to death? Unless you want to spend the night in your car, a great way to die of hypothermia, looks like we're roommates.”
“No.” I shake my head. “No, there has to be… I can't…”
“Can’t what? Can’t stay here? With me?”
His eyes flick over me like he’s already figured out the answer. Like he thinks I’m scared of him. Or worse,tempted.
I narrow my eyes. “So you just squatted in your family’s cabin?”
“I prefer the termtemporary relocation.”
My jaw clenches. “This is so typical of you.”
“Oh? You knowsomuch about me now?”
“I know enough.”
He grins. “Then you know there’s only one bed in this cabin.”
He turns toward the bedroom. I catch a glimpse of his back. Water trickles down his spine, and when he reaches the doorway, he drops the towel without warning. Catches it one-handed, not even looking back.
I get a full, unfiltered view of Callum Holt’s bare ass before he disappears into the room.
I stare. I shouldn’t, but I do.
