Would we? I’d been going through life, screwing around because I had time. Well, now I found a woman I could spend my life with, and she wanted no part of this. How the hell was I supposed to solve that problem?
There was nothing for me in Montana besides her, and she didn’t want to be around explosions and gunfire all the time. How the hell were we supposed to find a solution to this?
“Maybe she’s not the one for you,” Cap said quietly. “Maybe she was just a wakeup call.”
“Yeah? For what?”
“To stop sleeping around. To find the woman who is right for you.”
Very philosophical, indeed.
But that was the thing…I didn’t want to find another woman. I liked the one already in my bed.
32
KRISTA
I rushed upto the house and unlocked the door, tossing our things inside before running back to Rob, who was hobbling over to the house on a patch of ice.
“Why didn’t you wait for me?”
“Because I’m not taking you down with me. Christ, how do you handle the wind out here?” he asked, pulling his coat up higher around his neck.
I wrapped my arm around his waist, careful of the incision underneath the layers of clothes. The flight out here was uncomfortable, but the ride from the airport to the house was even worse.
“It’s just something you get used to.”
“I don’t think I ever want to get used to bone-chilling cold like this,” he muttered under his breath.
I sucked in a harsh breath, biting back the pain of his words. I didn’t want to admit that they had an effect on me, but over the last week, I’d grown used to having Rob around. And when I thought I was going to lose him, I realized how close I was to finally having what my brothers had, and it was about to be ripped away.
This was supposed to be my chance with him, and he already hated it.
“Careful on the stairs,” I murmured, blinking back tears.
I told myself it was from the cold wind whipping at my face, but sooner or later, I was going to have to face the facts.
I was falling for Rob, and he was going to leave me.
He hissed in pain as we managed the stairs very carefully. By the time we were at the door, he was panting hard and extremely pale. Shuffling him inside, I helped him with his coat, then led him over to the couch, throwing my crap on the floor as he lowered himself.
“I’ll be right back. I’m just gonna grab your medicine.”
“Be careful,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “It might take me a while to get to you if you fall.”
“I won’t fall,” I smiled, pressing a quick peck to his freezing cheek.
Pulling my hood up, I rushed back out into the cold, doing my best not to fall on the ice. My fingers were already freezing as I yanked the door open and grabbed the bag of medicine. Checking that I had everything, I slammed the door, then rushed back, nearly slipping on the ice.
As soon as I was inside, I kicked off my boots and rushed over to the thermostat to crank up the heat. I really couldn’t afford the higher heating bill, but I wasn’t about to let Rob freeze to death while he was recovering.
I’d just have to ask one of my brothers for a little help next month.
“Are you hungry?” I asked, grabbing a blanket off the back of the couch for him.
“Just sit down,” he said, tugging on my hand.
I resisted, wanting to get comfortable before I sat down. I’d never get up, and there was too much to do before I passed out.