Page 83 of The Pilot

Kash sighed. It was going to be a very long couple of days if Ginger did nothing but complain. It wasn’t in his DNA, or his mom’s, to complain about things that didn’t go their way.

He ignored Ginger’s whining and led her uphill, toward the nearest cabin. He was actually looking forward to seeing what he’d find inside. Since he couldn’t change his circumstances, he decided to look at it as kind of an adventure . . . as long as he wasn’t stranded here for weeks, he’d be fine.

Donny had to have a plan for retrieving them. Maybe he’d even show back up on Sunday morning, laughing, enjoying the scare he’d given them, before taking them back to the school. He couldn’t be planning on leaving them out here forever.

Kash shook his head. Obviously it wouldn’t be forever. There were cabins here. Eventually the owners would come back to open them up once the weather warmed. Even if no one found them soon, they’d eventually be discovered. Or Owen or Scott would spill the beans. One way or another, he’d get home.

He just regretted the worry and stress the people he loved would experience in the meantime.

Taking a deep breath, and pushing those thoughts away, he trudged uphill, practically pulling Ginger with him. He had a cabin to break into and explore.

Saturday afternoon, when Linc picked Harper up from work, she was more than ready for a day off. After she got into the car, he leaned over and kissed her. Long, hard, and deep. Just like that, the tiredness she felt melted away, and excitement and anticipation swept through her body. She couldn’t wait to get home and have this man to herself.

“How was work?” he asked, when he came up for air.

Harper shrugged. “Busy.”

“You still want to go to The Lobster Buoy for that lobster-mac-and-cheese-stuffed baked potato?”

She was torn. Yes, she still wanted the absolutely amazing-sounding baked potato, but she also wanted to go home and have wild monkey sex with Linc.

He smiled as if he could read her mind. “I’ve already called and ordered the potatoes. I think Jack is working, and you know how grumpy he is. I don’t know if Zach will be there or not, but I’ll just grab the food and run. We can take it home, eat, and then . . . figure out what we want to do from there.”

Harper grinned. “Sounds like a plan.”

Linc lifted a hand and smoothed an errant piece of hair behind her ear as he licked his lips. “I can’t wait to have you all to myself. I’m turning off my phone, not answering the door for anyone. I’m going to get you naked and keep you that way until we have to go pick up Kash. That okay?”

She was grinning like an idiot, but she didn’t even care. “Yeah, that’s more than all right. You have enough condoms?”

He chuckled. “Eight boxes.”

Harper’s eyes widened. “Eight? Um . . .”

“Not saying we’re going to use all of them in the next twenty-four hours, but you never know.”

“I know,” Harper laughed. “I wouldn’t be able to walk!”

Linc laughed as well. “I’m too old to get it up that many times anyway. Besides, I’d rather spend my time pleasuring you. I love that women can have orgasm after orgasm.”

Shivers shot through Harper.

Linc leaned over and kissed her again before reaching for the gearshift. “Gotta feed my girl, then get her home,” he muttered, as he looked over his shoulder to back out of the parking space.

Harper leaned against the headrest and smiled. Her cell vibrated in her hand. Looking down, she saw she had a text from Kash.

Kash: Having fun at the competition.

Mom: Good. Are you winning?

Kash: We’re doing good.

Mom: Glad to hear it. Linc and I are headed to get lobster potatoes from The Lobster Buoy. Then home to relax.

Kash: Awesome.

Mom: Thanks for checking in. Let me know what time you expect to be back at the school tomorrow, so we can be there waiting for you.

Kash: Okay.