contract, at nearly double the pay. The catch is we’re going remote. No time off, no Internet for the entire two months. They’re flying us into the bush, and I’ll be welding for up to twenty hours a day. Fun, right? Sucks in a way, but means I’ll be back sooner. And I want to be back sooner.
I’ll be gone by the time you get this message. Leaving early hours Sunday. Take care of yourself, and kick Clay for me. j/k
Don’t let that asshole Simon jerk you around anymore, beautiful.
I miss you already. I can’t wait to get back so I can date you properly. Getting to share Friday night with you was a dream come true, but as hot as the sex was? I want more for us. I mean it. This is something I’ve wanted— you’resomething I’ve wanted —for a long time.
[email protected]
p.s. I love that you used your nickname for an email address
Gage wondered about including that part about wanting so much more than sex, but at the same time it was what he’d been thinking the entire drive north. What he’d considered first thing after being offered the crazy increased tempo job.
Anything that got him back sooner was a good thing, even though no communication at all was going to make the time apart rougher.
Two months wasn’t long, though, not in the big scheme of things. And when he got back? They could start up where they’d left off, and head into better and better territory.
He prepared to deal with the second impossible message of his morning.
“Five minutes,” the coordinator warned, grabbing Gage’s duffle bag and loading it onto a trolley. “Chopper pilot wants to get out ahead of the storm.”
“No problem.” Gage rose to his feet and followed the man toward the airstrip where his transport waited. “Last message.”
Only it was a problem. Explaining that he and Katy were dating was like walking into a minefield. He didn’t know if Clay would be upset about Gage hooking up with his sister, but disappearing into the north right afterward was sure to rub the lot of the Thompson boys wrong. Desperation hit. Gage opened his email and checked the note he’d composed the night before.
Hey, Clay
Since Katy had the sense to break up with that ass Simon, I figured it was a good time to stop any other jerks from stepping in and making a play for her.
Katy and I had a good long talk Friday night…
Right. Talk . Talking with their hands. And heated kisses. And naked bodies…and if he let his mind continue on this path he’d be walking to the chopper with a hard-on.
…and we both thought it would be cool if we were an item.
Gage cringed. It sounded as lame now as it had the night before.
It sucks that I’m gone for a while, but it can’t be helped. I sent Katy a message about my change of plans. When I get home in November, I intend on doing everything possible to make her happy. Can you keep the wolves at bay while I’m gone? Your sister is a damn special woman, and I mean to make sure she knows that.
“Time, buddy. Let’s roll.”
Shit . “Okay, okay.” Gage hit send and hoped it would be enough for now.
It had to be enough. He shoved his phone into his pocket and shouldered his carry-on bag. Walked into the cold north wind and the unknown. Left behind his heart and his future.
Just a little while, Katy, just a little while.
Chapter Five
November, Rocky Mountain House
Katy slapped her palm against the door to her small house, slamming it shut behind her.
The door reopened not two seconds later. “Will you stop running away from me?” Janey demanded. “I asked a question.”
“I don’t know the answer, okay? And it’s pissing me off,” Katy snapped.
“Oh.” Janey sighed, kicking off her boots before easing herself onto the back of the couch. She planted her feet on the seat cushion and nodded sadly. “Another of your memory gaps?”
Katy glared over her shoulder as she draped her jacket on a wall coat hook. “Memory gaps. Such small words
I’ll be gone by the time you get this message. Leaving early hours Sunday. Take care of yourself, and kick Clay for me. j/k
Don’t let that asshole Simon jerk you around anymore, beautiful.
I miss you already. I can’t wait to get back so I can date you properly. Getting to share Friday night with you was a dream come true, but as hot as the sex was? I want more for us. I mean it. This is something I’ve wanted— you’resomething I’ve wanted —for a long time.
[email protected]
p.s. I love that you used your nickname for an email address
Gage wondered about including that part about wanting so much more than sex, but at the same time it was what he’d been thinking the entire drive north. What he’d considered first thing after being offered the crazy increased tempo job.
Anything that got him back sooner was a good thing, even though no communication at all was going to make the time apart rougher.
Two months wasn’t long, though, not in the big scheme of things. And when he got back? They could start up where they’d left off, and head into better and better territory.
He prepared to deal with the second impossible message of his morning.
“Five minutes,” the coordinator warned, grabbing Gage’s duffle bag and loading it onto a trolley. “Chopper pilot wants to get out ahead of the storm.”
“No problem.” Gage rose to his feet and followed the man toward the airstrip where his transport waited. “Last message.”
Only it was a problem. Explaining that he and Katy were dating was like walking into a minefield. He didn’t know if Clay would be upset about Gage hooking up with his sister, but disappearing into the north right afterward was sure to rub the lot of the Thompson boys wrong. Desperation hit. Gage opened his email and checked the note he’d composed the night before.
Hey, Clay
Since Katy had the sense to break up with that ass Simon, I figured it was a good time to stop any other jerks from stepping in and making a play for her.
Katy and I had a good long talk Friday night…
Right. Talk . Talking with their hands. And heated kisses. And naked bodies…and if he let his mind continue on this path he’d be walking to the chopper with a hard-on.
…and we both thought it would be cool if we were an item.
Gage cringed. It sounded as lame now as it had the night before.
It sucks that I’m gone for a while, but it can’t be helped. I sent Katy a message about my change of plans. When I get home in November, I intend on doing everything possible to make her happy. Can you keep the wolves at bay while I’m gone? Your sister is a damn special woman, and I mean to make sure she knows that.
“Time, buddy. Let’s roll.”
Shit . “Okay, okay.” Gage hit send and hoped it would be enough for now.
It had to be enough. He shoved his phone into his pocket and shouldered his carry-on bag. Walked into the cold north wind and the unknown. Left behind his heart and his future.
Just a little while, Katy, just a little while.
Chapter Five
November, Rocky Mountain House
Katy slapped her palm against the door to her small house, slamming it shut behind her.
The door reopened not two seconds later. “Will you stop running away from me?” Janey demanded. “I asked a question.”
“I don’t know the answer, okay? And it’s pissing me off,” Katy snapped.
“Oh.” Janey sighed, kicking off her boots before easing herself onto the back of the couch. She planted her feet on the seat cushion and nodded sadly. “Another of your memory gaps?”
Katy glared over her shoulder as she draped her jacket on a wall coat hook. “Memory gaps. Such small words
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