Page 86 of A Billionaire's Cabin Love

“Thanks. What are you drinking?”

“Alaskan Amber. You should try one.”

“Beers on me. I think I will try one.”

Eric and I discussed the game, mostly. I decided to keep our conversation light. He turned out to be an all right guy.

Later that night, Kara’s feet rested in my lap on the sofa.

Her eyes were glued to the thriller we were watching on TV.

“I saw Peter today at the bar. He gave me a death stare.”

Her eyes widened.

“Don’t worry, I practiced self-control. Did I want to bash his face in again? Yes, but I didn’t.”

She massaged her belly. “Thank you.”

“Has he ever made you feel uncomfortable?”

She was silent. Her eyes fell on the fireplace.

“Kara, talk to me.”

“Yes. He’s kissed me a few times over the years. I told him we couldn’t be anything more than friends. He apologized. Told me he couldn’t help himself. His feelings would never change for me.” She visibly swallowed.

“After the fight between you guys, I thought that was the end. I was in the diner grabbing a pie to bring home, and he walked in. Peter greeted me. The staring was creepy. Like he was in some sort of trance. Peter asked how I was doing. I told him I was fine. I said it was good to see him and I got the hell out of there.”

I clenched my fists. “That’s it. I am filing a restraining order against him.”

“Collin, the town is so small it’s impossible not to run into him.”

“I don’t care, Kara. This shit stops now. Harry will be here tomorrow. If the wedding wasn’t approaching, I’d have you accompany me to Anchorage.”

“Between you and Harry, I know I have nothing to worry about. I stand by your decision to obtain a restraining order.”

I sighed and rubbed her feet. “Good.” Peter needed to understand his obsession with Kara had to end. No more making her feel uncomfortable in her hometown.

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