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“Have you ever sexted a guy?”
“None of your business.”
“Hey, Kate?” he repeats, somehow finding the perfect balance between annoying and charming in a way I’ll never fully understand.
Exasperated, I huff, “What do you want, Mack?”
“Do you know how to delete dating apps?”
I pause. “Why?”
“Thought you might be able to save me some time. That’s what I was doing. In case you were wondering.”
“And why would you delete your dating apps?”
“‘Cause a girl caught my attention.” The mattress dips, jostling me as he gives me his back and faces the window. “Goodnight, Kate.”
I stare at the bedroom door, the hairs along the back of my neck prickling as his words hang in the air. “Goodnight, Mack.”
22
KATE
Asoft buzzing sound pulls me from sleep, and I rub my face against the warm, hard heat of my pillow before opening my eyes. Not a pillow. Nope. It’s definitely a torso. I was rubbing my face against an armpit.
Lovely.
I squeeze my hand resting on top of a pectoral, convinced I’m still dreaming.
Nope. Definitely flesh. Hard. Hot. I lift my head and peek up at the very unconscious, very handsome man I’m snuggled against.
Great. So I was feeling up a guy while he was asleep. That’s not creepy or inappropriate at all.
The soft buzz happens again, and I frown, turning over and grabbing my phone from the nightstand. It’s a text.
Mom
So help me, Kate. Will you PLEASE let me know if you had a chance to take your medication?
I squeeze my eyes shut as the familiar waves of disappointment and shame hit me, one after the other.
I forgot.
Again.
Shocker.
Sucking my teeth into my lips, I sit up and look down at Mack, unsure of what the hell I’m supposed to do.
He’s still asleep. Blissfully so. His long lashes are slightly curled at the end, and his lips are parted as he snores softly. The light from the moon filters in through the window, making him even more attractive in the dead of night than when he’s in his paramedic uniform, and that’s saying something.
My phone buzzes again in my hand. Mom’s calling.
I silence it as a jolt of anxiety pulses through me.
How could I be so stupid? I forgot my medication.
And now it’s the middle of the night on top of a mountain in a warm cabin tucked away from reality and drama and conveniences like a five-minute walk to my apartment instead of a twenty-minute drive when I don’t have a car. And I definitely don’t have the heart to wake the sleeping man to tell him I need a ride.
