Page 58 of Stolen Kisses
Chapter 13
Krista tiptoed out of bed. It was unusual for Noah to still be asleep. He was a fisherman. She’d never known him to sleep past sunrise, but this morning he was sound asleep. It’d been an eventful night. She guessed she’d expended all his energy.
A blush ran over her cheeks at the thought. It was a shame they had to leave the cabin today. She envied Grace and Jack for getting to stay a solid week on their honeymoon. What better place to start a marriage?
Or a relationship.
Krista slipped her feet into a pair of slippers and shuffled down the hall to make the coffee. With a hot cup of caffeine in hand—not as good as the BB Café’s back home, but she’d trade it any day for the view—she slipped on a heavy jacket and went onto the front porch to sit in the swing. She pulled her knees up to her chest and looked out on the mountains, so large and unmovable, a lot like she’d considered Noah to have been before this trip. But she’d moved him. It’d been a magical weekend and she hoped things didn’t fall apart once they left.
Her phone buzzed beside her, snapping her out of her happy daze. She snatched it up and grinned at Grace’s name on the caller ID. She finally had reception! Trying not to move in case she lost the connection, she answered. “Hello.”
“Hi there!” Grace said. “How are things going?”
And that was a loaded question. “Great.” Krista heard the little rise in her voice.
“Was that a question?” Grace asked on a laugh. “And why haven’t you been answering your phone? I’ve been calling for the last two days.”
Krista groaned, taking a sip of her coffee. “The connection here is awful, but other than that, this place is amazing. You and Jack probably won’t want to be on the phone when you’re here anyway.”
“True. So, are you and Noah playing nice?”
“Yep.” There was that rise to her voice again.Oh, I am so busted.
“Wait a minute. What’s going on up there?”
“Well, let’s just say, Noah wasn’t as much of a lost cause as I thought.” Krista nibbled on her thumbnail.
“What? Did you kiss?” Grace asked.
“There might’ve been kissing.”
Grace squealed. “Did you do more than that?”
Krista’s gaze flicked to the front door. She didn’t want Noah to overhear her spilling the details of the last two nights’ sexcapades. “This place is so romantic, Grace. I mean, the mood is set and if there’s so much as a spark, it’s like this place ignites it.”
“And there are definitely sparks between you two. There always have been. Oh, my God. What have you two been doing up there? Did you have sex?”
Krista pulled her hand down to her lap and glanced at the door again. “Maybe.”
Grace squeaked into the phone. “Oh, my God! That’s a yes if I ever heard one.”
“But we’re leaving today and I’m not sure if the sex meant anything to Noah. I mean, it did to me, but I know him, better than anyone else probably. He doesn’t do relationships.”
“Maybe if he found the right girl, though.”
“I’ve been here all along,” Krista said. “And he never wanted me before.” She didn’t want to let her hope come crashing down around her. She wanted to believe that this thing that had started here at the Sawyer cabin was real, and that it’d continue when they got back home.
“Well, I’m thrilled for you two. Maybe we’ll have a double wedding at the end of the month.”
Krista rolled her eyes. “Not happening. Please don’t tell anyone, okay? This is privileged information.”
“My lips are sealed. And my fingers are crossed for you two. You’d be amazing together.”
Grace didn’t know the half of it. In Krista’s opinion, she and Noah already were amazing together.
A noise came from inside the house. “Oh, I have to go. Noah’s awake.”
“Wait. It’s eight a.m. Are you telling me that Noah is just now waking up? Wow, you two must’ve really enjoyed yourselves last night.”
