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“It's actually the other way around. A pretty girl never sawmeand decided not to kiss me. That’s hardlymyfault, I’m just immensely kissable.”
“Really?” He looks unimpressed. “You didn’t even think about it?”
I scoff. “Well, I didn’t saythat.”
Of course Ithoughtabout it. I’ve been thinking about it ever since we saw her. She looked adorable with her huge brown eyes, her cheeks pink from the cold. And then we got her inside, and I could see her the rest of her. She’sstunning.All curves and flowing hair. When she snuggled up with me on the couch, I got a close-up view of her soft pink mouth. So yes, Ithoughtabout kissing her. But I think about a lot of things. I wasn’t actually going to do it. I’m not enough of an asshole to kiss a scared, crying girl.
Cole’s reaction is pretty interesting, though. Considering how much he seems to dislike Daisy, he certainly is protective over her.
I grin up at him. “That’s sweet, you know. You swooped in like her knight in shining armour. It kinda seems like youlikeher—”
I grunt as he shoves me sideways into a pile of snow.
Cole towed Daisy’s car into our storage barn. It’s a big wooden building that we keep all of our vehicles and supplies in. One corner is full with chopped firewood covered with a tarp. In the other, we’ve got food; tinned and dried goods, and a ton of frozen meat. Daisy’s car is parked up next to Cole’s truck. Riven’s got his head stuck in the bonnet.
“Well?” I pull the barn door shut.
“It’s dead.” He kicks the tyre. “It needs a heavy-duty mechanic. There’s no way she can get it looked at until after the storm ends.” He frowns. “Even then, she won’t get far without giving up her license.”
I remember the panic in her eyes as she lunged for her wallet. “Maybe it’s out of date? And she thought we’d get her in trouble?”
“We’re not traffic wardens,” he mutters. “She didn’t have any Swedish cash, either. Just English.” I can see his mind ticking over as he tries to put the puzzle together.
Riven’s always like this. He loves problem-solving. I guess that’s what makes him such a good doctor. I’m personally of the opinion that when a gorgeous girl ends up in your house, you shouldn’t question it.
“She doesn’t know the language,” he says slowly. “She doesn’t have the right clothes, she didn’t get her tyres changed. It’s like she wasn’t planning this.” He glances at me. “Did she tell you what she does?”
“Says she’s a teacher.”
“What sort of teacher?”
“Dunno. When I pushed her, she just froze up. She clearly didn’t want to talk about it.”
“Isn’t it the middle of the school year? She just abandoned her students to come drive out, completely unprepared, into the wilderness? It’s like she suddenly had to drop everything and run.”
“Sounds like she’s in trouble with the law,” Cole grits out. “We need to get her the Hell out of here.”
“This isn’t just your house,” I point out.
When we first came across the cabin, it was more of a dilapidated shed. Between the three of us, we fixed it up into a real home; we installed plumbing and a generator, rebuilt all the walls and windows, added in the solar panels and under-floor heating. Riven covered the costs, and we split the labour between us. It’s not like Cole can make any decisions about house guests all by himself.
“We should vote,” I decide. “I vote that the sexy British chick stays as long as possible. Riven?”
We both turn to look at him. He presses his lips together. “I think, if she wants to stay, she should answer some of our questions. Or at least let us see some form of identification.”
I throw my hands up. “Well,Ithink you’re both being dicks. If she were a guy, would you be acting so bloody suspicious?”
Neither of them respond. They know the answer. If Daisy were a guy, she would probably already be asleep in a guest bed.
“Well, then,” I say. “Maybe stop being so sexist.”
Cole snorts. “Right. Because that’s why you want her to stay. You’re championing women’s rights.”
“I think women have the right not to freeze to death, yes,” I bite back. “For God’s sake, pull yourself together. She needs help. It’s notherfault she’s pretty.”
Riven rubs his eyes. “She can stay until the storm passes,” he decides. “Then Cole can tow her car into the town to get fixed, and she can book into a hotel.”
“That could bedays,” Cole growls.
