Page 74 of Before the Night Falls

With some work they managed to get on the trail. Tyson had to help pull Olivia along a couple of times.

They then trekked back to his truck.

Donald waved at them from his vehicle.

Tyson opened the door for Olivia. “Here—you can sit down and warm up.”

Though the day had started hot, the storm had brought cool air with it. That, mixed with their wet clothes, made for a bad combination.

He’d seen Olivia shivering and wished he had something to give her.

Before closing her door, he leaned toward her and planted one more kiss on her lips.

When he pulled away, she grinned.

Even with her wet hair clinging to her neck, the mud across her forehead, and her wet clothes, she’d never looked more beautiful.

He closed the door before hurrying to his side of the truck.

He reached into the back seat to grab an extra blanket he kept there. He handed it to her, hoping it would keep her warm.

As he straightened, his gaze skimmed the bed of his truck.

His breath caught.

Roses were there.

Sixroses.

CHAPTERTHIRTY-EIGHT

Olivia sensedsomething was wrong and craned her neck, trying to get a better look. But she couldn’t see whatever it was that Tyson stared at.

“Tyson?”

Instead of answering, he stormed toward Donald.

Olivia had to know what they were saying.

Blanket still over her shoulders, she scrambled out and reached the sedan just as Donald stepped out.

“How did those roses get there?” Tyson demanded.

The breath left her lungs. Roses? Was that what Tyson had seen?

Donald’s forehead wrinkled. “What are you talking about?”

“There are roses in the back of my truck. They weren’t there earlier.”

Donald raised his hands. “I’ve been here the whole time. I didn’t see anything.”

“You haven’t left even once?” A touch of accusation filled Tyson’s voice.

The guard ran a hand through his thick blond hair. “I mean, I walked behind a tree to relieve myself once. I wasn’t even gone for five minutes.”

Tyson’s gaze darkened.

Then he stalked back to his truck, his gaze on the ground.