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Three words.
He’d said three words, and it was like he’d made all my dreams come true.
Grinning at him, I nodded my head furiously. “Definitely.”
He returned the smile. “I’ll see you tomorrow morning then.”
“Okay. Have a good night, Forrest.”
“You, too, Daisy.”
A few minutes later, I’d made it to my room. And that’s when everything had taken a horrible turn and ruined my good mood.
I started to strip out of my gear, and once I removed my boots and attempted to walk, I realized just how much damage I’d done to my foot earlier in the day. I couldn’t bear any weight on it, and it swelled up within minutes.
The pain was excruciating.
I hopped around the room on one foot, doing what I needed to do to take a shower and get myself settled for the night. I grabbed some ice, went to bed, and prayed that everything would be better by the morning.
But if this was going to be anything like the last two months had been, I had a feeling I wasn’t going to be so lucky.
THREE
Forrest
She was late.
It was fifteen minutes past the time Daisy was supposed to meet me at the lodge, and she still hadn’t arrived. If she hadn’t mentioned yesterday that she was habitually late for things, I probably would have already grown concerned. I would have convinced myself she’d stood me up or wasn’t interested in spending another minute in my presence.
That would have been devastating, especially because I’d enjoyed spending time with her yesterday.
But I knew it wasn’t out of the realm of possibilities that Daisy just might not be as interested as I was. I’d experienced much of the same in my personal life prior to meeting her.
Recently, I’d noticed more and more that finding someone I wanted to be around for more than just an hour or two was becoming difficult. I didn’t think I was being overly critical or picky, but I generally found something that never left me feeling inclined to ask for a second date.
It was what it was, and even if I’d been feeling slightly frustrated about it lately—especially since it seemed so many of my coworkers had been having far more luck in the relationship department—there was finally something to get excited about.
Because Daisy was the first woman in a long time who made me want more. More time, more conversation, more fun, more everything.
After I’d gone back to my private cabin yesterday following our day on the mountain together, I caught myself thinking more about my coworkers. I wondered if those who had found someone they wanted to be with, those who had found love, had faced the same feeling I was experiencing now with Daisy.
After ten minutes passed, and she still hadn’t shown up, that’s when I knew.
Because there was a difference between being late to everything and deciding not to show up altogether. Continuing to stand here, refusing to trust she wouldn’t show up, I was only making a fool of myself.
It became impossible not to assume the worst and believe I’d done or said something wrong yesterday. Unfortunately, I didn’t have the slightest clue what that was. As I wracked my brain trying to come up with an explanation for why Daisy stood me up, struggling to settle on anything that seemed reasonable, I glanced in the direction of where she’d spent her night last night.
That’s when my heart started hammering in my chest.
She was there.
Several inches shorter than me, with long, flowing locks of platinum blonde hair peeking out from beneath the beanie she had on her head. She’d been bundled in layers nearly every moment we’d spent together, but I’d gotten a glimpse of her physique when she pulled her coat off yesterday during lunch. Plus, I’d wrapped my arms around her on several occasions while trying to make sure she didn’t fall. Daisy had a petite frame, but her breasts and ass were round and full.
Aside from her personality, the two things I liked the most about Daisy were her pretty blue eyes and the slight dimple at the center of her chin whenever she pressed her lips together in an effort not to burst out laughing.
Judging by what was happening now, I didn’t think I’d be seeing that dimple any time soon.
Daisy was making her way toward me, but it was clear she was not happy or okay. She was limping. And with every pain-filled step she took in my direction, her face twisted in agony. It was all beginning to make sense.
