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She looked at him. “You do have a lot to learn.”
“How so?”
“If you’re trying to woo a woman, it’s always her, not her surroundings.”
Gage shrugged. “I love nature. What can I say?”
“Say, I make nature more beautiful by being in it.” She laughed, and he went to sit next to her again.
“I’m not really a whisper sweet nothings kind of guy.”
“Have you ever tried it?”
“I guess not.” He grinned. “You want me to say it, don’t you?”
She put her arms around his neck. “Yeah. I kind of do.”
“You make nature more beautiful—”
She interrupted him with a kiss.
Chapter twenty-four
"I can trust you, right?"
Gage and Sydney stayed by the creek until they got cold, then walked back to the house. Their quick walk had ended up taking them two hours and by the time they got home, Gage was tired again.
“Why does everything wear me out so much?”
“Your body is recovering from a trauma. Plus, the pain medication probably makes you drowsy.”
He pointed at her. “That. I’m going to go with the pain meds.” He yawned. “But I refuse to give in.”
She patted him on the chest. “Don’t fight it. Go lie down and rest. If you fall asleep. You fall asleep. I brought the laptop fromthe office. I’ll go over the articles for Tuesday’s edition. When you come back out, we’ll eat some lunch.”
“Okay. You win. Or my body wins.” He took off his coat and hat, then hung them by the door. “I will see you soon.”
“I’ll be here.”
After cutting herself a slice of pie, Sydney sat at the table with the laptop. Gage had said she was a good journalist. But he was really good. His articles were always interesting, clever, and right on point. He could go to any big newspaper in the country and get a job as a feature writer. But here in Calaway Crossing, he was the editor, writer, photographer, and investigator. And she had no doubt he loved it. No matter how much he might complain about being overwhelmed. Being a perfectionist might be hard on him. But it was great for turning out a quality, informative and interesting edition twice a week.
She opened the laptop and pulled up the current articles, most of which were written by Gage. She had written a few yesterday. But he’d done most of the work and had outlined them. She just had to fill in the blanks.
She’d been at it an hour when she heard a vehicle in front of the house. She went to the door and opened it to Cooper and Cabe getting out of Cooper’s truck.
“Hi, guys.”
Cooper smiled. “We’re here to take care of the killer tree.”
“Good. It needs to be gone.”
Cabe came around the front of the truck with a chainsaw in his hands. “How’s he doing?”
“He’s okay. He’s not bouncing right back, which is frustrating for him. But he’s coming along. He’s currently taking a nap.”
“Well, we appreciate you taking on the job of watching over him. It would’ve fallen on my shoulders.”
“You two would’ve been fine.”
