Page 85 of A Billionaire's Cabin Love

“It will be nice to see the beginning stages of our new home being built too. I can’t believe we’re building a monster home next to my tiny house.” She shook her head.

“Are you sure you’re ok with building on your land?”

She sipped her water. “Yes, I can show our little one the house mommy helped build.” Kara grabbed my hand.

“Collin, every moment we’ve shared has been wonderful. I no longer worry about you breaking my heart. It’s like a weight has been lifted. I am a lucky woman; I get to share my life with the most gorgeous man who takes me everywhere he goes.”

I kissed the back of her hand. “The closer we get to your due date, I won’t travel.”

She grinned from ear to ear. “Sounds great.”

**P**

The build of our home was going as planned. Sitting at the bar in Talkeetna, I sipped a Guinness. Peter didn’t serve me, Shelly did. Guess he was still bitter. He stood at the end of the bar holding a conversation with a customer yet glaring at me. He was damn near foaming at the mouth.

A heavy hand landed on my shoulder. I peeked to my left.

“Collin, I guess congratulations is in order.” Eric sat on the bar stool beside me.

“Thank you.”

“Kara invited me to the wedding. Not sure I’ll make it.”

“If you don’t show, it will crush her heart. She loves you. Eric, you’re one of her oldest friends. I understand you guys...” I glanced at Peter, then back at Eric.

“…might not ever accept Kara and I being a couple. And that’s too bad. I won’t lose sleep over it. Soon she’ll be my wife and I will become a part-time resident of Talkeetna, Alaska. I’m not going anywhere,” I growled.

He sighed, sliding his fingers through his short dark hair. “It will take getting used to. But I’m beginning to move on. I’ve started dating.”

I grinned, then chugged my beer. “Good.” Yeah, stop the pining shit for my woman.

He nodded at the TV. “Who’s winning?”

“The Dodgers.” I smiled.

Peter appeared. “Eric, you’re talking to this guy?”

“Yeah, he’s marrying my best friend. I am learning to make peace with Kara’s decision to marry Collin.”

Peter’s eyes darkened.

“We will see a lot more of each other, Peter. Let go of your grudge. You should come to the wedding and support Kara.” I cringed on the inside when those words left my mouth. I didn’t want that fucker anywhere near my woman.

“No, I can’t accept your relationship with Kara.” He stared like he wanted to say something else. Then stormed through the kitchen doors.

I peeked at Eric. “He makes me uncomfortable. I don’t trust him. He gets in my face again; I’ll lay his ass out permanently.”

Eric shook his head. “I’ll have a talk with him. He’s taking it harder than any of us about Kara getting married. I will be at the wedding.”

I tapped his shoulder. “Great, I’ll be sure to tell her.”

My eyes fell on the kitchen door. Peter hadn’t returned.

“Hey, has he ever said anything worrisome in front of you to Kara?”

“No, I caught him staring at her a few times over the years. His behavior kind of creeped me out. The second Kara held a conversation with him, it was like a switch flipped and he was back to normal.”

I needed to ask Kara about her interactions with Peter. Maybe I needed Harry down here to keep an eye on Kara while I handled business in Anchorage.

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