Page 196 of Heartbeats & Highways

My breath caught in my throat when I saw the photos. It was a two-bedroom cabin in the middle of the woods perched on the side of a mountain. “Oh my God, it’s gorgeous.”

“Gorgeous and quiet. And at the moment, completely covered in snow.”

“I’ve never seen snow.” I looked at him. “This is perfect. Except for one issue.”

“What’s that?”

“I don’t have winter clothes. Not for an Idaho winter. I barely had Texas winter clothes.”

“Don’t sweat it. We’ll buy you whatever you need. So yeah, anyway, the house is waiting for us.”

“It says it’s outside of a town called Huckleberry Hill. That’s for real?”

He grinned. “Yeah, that’s for real.”

“Is it as quaint as it sounds?”

“Yeah. I’ve ridden through the town during summer. It’s a hidden gem.”

I closed his phone and set it in the console between us. “You took care of it. Without even asking me.”

“You mad about that?”

“No.” I looked out the window.

“Youaremad.”

“I’m really not. But when it comes time for something more permanent, I want to be involved.”

“Without question.”

“Savage?”

“Yeah?”

“What happens if they don’t let you back into the club?”

He gripped the wheel but didn’t look at me. “Then I’ll get a normal job. I’ll still be able to provide for you, Evie.”

“I wasn’t worried about you providing for me. I’m worried about you providing for yourself.”

“I don’t get it.”

“The club gives you more than just a paycheck, Savage. How can a normal job replace that?”

“Nothing will replace the club. But if Prez decides the club is better off without me, then I’ll have to make peace with it. Nothing lasts forever.”

I adjusted the air vent, and I placed my hands in front of it, trying to thaw my cold fingers.

Savage adjusted the temperature to make it warmer.

He looked strange without his leather cut. Like he was missing a part of himself.

“Have you talked to Duke?” I asked.

“Just texts.”

“And?”

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