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Bash smiled softly and shook his head. “We won’t do anything without you.”
“How about the woods, though? Fair game if it’s all three of us?”
Mac’s eyes flared, and a devious smile broke across his face. “A little trip down memory lane?”
My core tightened as I thought back to one of our first dates. Me and him and my favorite tree.
We reached our destination, and the team shuffled in, leaving us on the porch alone. I looked up in awe. Cabin was not the word I would have used to describe the literal lodge the Evergreens were staying in.
A small, aptly named cabin sat next to the lodge. I pointed to it and hoisted my bag higher on my shoulder. “I believe that’s our lodging, Mr. Bardot.”
“I believe you’re right, little lady.” Bash put his arm out for me, and I tucked against him. “Shall we?”
“Miss Avery,” Mac said, tipping his head. “Until we meet again.”
“Until then, Mr. Connor.” I grinned, dancing in place as he pressed a kiss to my cheek.
They matched my energy. We were all on the same wavelength and it was the first time in a relationship where I felt safe to be silly. Safe to be myself.
“Mr. Connor,” Bash’s deep voice rumbled as he took Mac’s hand in his. He kissed the back of his palm so tenderly my heart ached.
“Bye Mac. I love you.”
He pressed his forehead to mine. “I love you, Pink.”
I wanted to drag him to the admin cabin, but I knew he needed time with his team. Reconnecting and unwinding would be great for him, especially now that he knew they wanted him.
It was never a question in my mind—who wouldn’t want him?
Chapter Twenty-Three
Sebastian
“I don’t want to move, but I would leave Vancouver behind to live in the woods.” Em put her arms out and looked up at the sky, the sunlight dappling through the leaves across her face.
“You look good out here.”
“I do?” She smiled and spun around.
“You look good everywhere.” I grabbed a tackle box from a fishing supply shed the camp host showed me when we were done unpacking.
“Then how can I know you’re telling the truth?”
I raised my brow, and Em scowled. “I’m serious. If you say I always look good, I know that’s not true. So how can I know when you’re lying?”
“Because I would never in my life lie to you.”
She narrowed her eyes. “Like how you hid your feelings from me—”
“The biggest regret of my life.” I ran my fingers through her hair, tilting her face up to mine. “Do you forgive me?”
She gasped and regained her composure quickly. “I suppose. I’ve thought a lot about that. How we both took so long to tell each other how we felt.”
“And?”
“And I’m glad.”
That surprised me. “You are?”
