Page 12 of A Billionaire's Cabin Love

We laughed.

“Look at that beauty.”

“You caught a big rainbow fish. I think the shrimp bait we’re using makes a big difference.”

“You’re right.” He unhooked the fish and released it back into the water.

“You should make time to fish again.”

“I will. This is refreshing. Do you like to fish?”

“Yup, it’s so peaceful out here. I love being one with nature. Could you ever see yourself living in a place like Alaska?”

“If I had this view every day I could.” He leaned over and planted a soft kiss near my temple.

Air caught in my throat. This man didn’t know how to take no for an answer.

**P**

Wearing lighter outerwear, Collin and I approached the door of the bar.

“Are you sure you’ll be ok on your own?”

His hand swept over my lower back. “It’s a bar, sweetheart. I’d be surprised if the football game wasn’t airing inside.”

I rolled my eyes. “True.” I halted in the parking lot, staring up at him. “Yeah, but it’s not swanky. You know, upscale. What you’re used to. I just want to prepare you.”

He grinned and pulled me close. “All I need is the game, beer, food, and you.” His lips fell upon my forehead.

My eyes slowly closed and my nerve endings pulsated. “You don’t have to keep kissing me.” I narrowed my eyes at him.

“Oh, that’s right, I don’t want to set off your fake boyfriend. If he approaches me, I promise we’ll have a problem. You’re mine, my little rugged princess.”

Butterflies fluttered in my tummy, and heat swept through me. How I wished his words were sincere.

“Come on.” I tugged his arm.

We stepped inside. Laughter and chatter encompassed us. All but two pool tables were occupied to our left. Colorful lamps hung from the ceiling throughout. I waved to my friends sitting at a table in the center of the medium sized bar.

“I’ll introduce you to my friends, then Peter the bartender.”

“Ok.” Collin slipped his beanie off of his head and stuffed it into his coat pocket. I stood on my tippy toes and tousled his thick brown curls. Why was he walking sin?

“Sorry, your hair was all over the place.”

His cheeks reddened. Oh my god, I made him blush.

“Thanks.”

We checked into the lodge for the night, which was two doors over. He insisted on paying for our hotel rooms.

We walked toward my friends. “Chrissy, I’d like to introduce you to my client Collin Daughtry. Michelle, you remember him from this morning.”

Michelle smiled. “Hello again.”

Chrissy’s arms crossed her chest. “Since when do you straighten your client’s hair? I’ve never seen you do that before.” Her eyes darkened.

“I’m not a regular client. But I understand I’m in competition with her fake boyfriend. I’m always up for the challenge.”

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