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“The hell, Noah? Where are you?”

Walking out of the gym, I pulled out my phone again and walked with my head down to the other side of the resort. Maybe he was in the gift shop.

I scrolled through my phone in an attempt to distract myself until I laid eyes on him.

Two seconds later, I ran into a solid mass, tightening my grip on my phone just in time to avoid dropping it.

Shit. I wasn’t paying attention and I’d run into a guest.

“Oh, damn, Grey. My bad.” Heavy hands settled on my shoulders, holding me in place.

No.

Not a guest.

Noah.

He smelled like the woods, and smoke and home.

His gold smile stretched across his face while my tongue chose that moment to tie itself in knots I couldn’t undo.

Every time I looked at him now, I couldn’t unsee the way he was with True. Couldn’t unhear the way he moaned every time he came for her. Couldn’t unfeel the way his hands felt on top of mine when we were taking care of our girl.

“You okay?” He leaned forward and snapped his fingers in front of my face. “Grey!”

Blinking, I put space between us and collided with the wall behind me. I looked back at it like it had assaulted me and realized we were standing outside of the sauna.

“I was looking for you,” I told him, tugging at the knot of my tie. It wasn’t tight, but it felt like it was constricting my airways anyway.

“My bad, I went back home for a second. Had to drop off some firewood at True’s cabin in case she wanted to go home.”

My brow dipped at that. I knew her cabin was perfectly capable of sustaining her through the winter, but I liked the idea of her being at our house more.

Noah looked at me, searching my face with his brows creased to mirror mine. “You sure you okay?”

“I was trying to find you,” I repeated, forcing a swallow that made the tightness in my throat worse.

“Oh…kay?” He watched me expectantly.

“To tell you that your parents booked a suite here.”

Noah’s smile thinned into a straight line, and he took an involuntary step back. “You said what?”

“They’re gonna be here for a week.” Why did my voice sound like that? Distant. And scratchy? And panicked?

“Oh…aight.”

“Aight? I can cancel it and reimburse them for the short notice. I can tell them we overbooked by mistake and they have to go somewhere else.”

Noah’s dry laugh confused me and I stopped running through options to cock my brow at him.

“You ain’t gotta do all that. They wanna stay here? Let them.”

Let them? I knew there weren’t a lot of lodging options in Bliss Peak, but choosing my resort, where they knew Noah would be, was fucked up. Especially since they were only supposed to be in town for a vow renewal happening the day they checked in. Why the hell were they staying a week?

Thereasoncleared his throat in front of me and I pushed my glasses up my nose.

“Fine. You’ll have the next week off.” Problem solved.