lodge was their future, and if sheâd give him another chance heâd prove he could make a success of it.
Matt was going after her. When he found her, heâd convince her theyâd both be fools to throw away the love they shared.
He was tired of pretending he didnât care, tired of pretending he didnât miss her. His life was on course now, and once she was back everything would be perfect.
All he had to do now was explain that to Karen.
âHas she left yet?â he demanded of Duke.
âKaren?â
âWho else do you think Iâm asking about?â
Duke checked his watch. âMy guess is Johnâs about to take off. Youâd better hurry if you want to catch her.â
Matt didnât need any further incentive. He slapped some money on the counter, grabbed his coat and ran out the door. The mobile unit that housed the Midnight Sons office was close by, and he sprinted the distance.
He saw John Henderson heading in the same direction and noticed the Baron 55 sitting on the gravel runway, ready to depart for the flight to Fairbanks.
Both men reached the door to the office at the same time. âI need a few minutes alone with Karen,â Matt said. He blocked Johnâs way.
The pilot began to complain bitterly that this was messingup his schedule, but Matt didnât care. âListen.â Matt pulled a five-dollar bill out of his pocket. âGo have a cup of Benâs coffee and give me ten minutes with Karen. Thatâs all Iâm asking.â
John stared at the money, then scratched his head. âAll right, all right, but make it fast, will you? Iâm on a schedule.â He turned away mumbling, waving away Mattâs profuse thanks. âTen minutes,â he called over his shoulder. âNot a second more.â
Matt waited until heâd composed his thoughts before walking inside to confront his ex-wife. Karen sat on a worn vinyl couch, staring at the floor. She glanced up when he stepped into the waiting area, and her eyes widened when she saw who it was.
âWhat are you doing here?â she asked, jerking herself upright. She shrank back from him, almost as if she was afraid.
âWe need to talk,â he said gently.
âNo, we donât. Everythingâs already been said. Itâs over. It was over a long time ago.â
âLast night says otherwise.â
She shook her head. âLast night was a big mistake. Please, Matt, just let me go. I donât want to talk about what happened. It didnât change anything.â
âI think it did.â He eased his way toward her. Grabbing a chair, he turned it around and straddled it. âIâd been thinking about buying the lodge for a while. I saw it shortly after the fire, and Iâd forgotten about it till Lanni came up here. I finally made a deal with the OâHalloran brothers. Iâve spent nine months now, working fifteen-hour days, doing everything I can to get it ready for the summer tourist trade.â
âMatt, listenââ
âLet me finish,â he pleaded. âIâm telling you about the lodge because I consider it our future.â
Karen squeezed her eyes shut.
âI realize youâve heard those words before, but this time itâs true. This isnât just another one of my ideas. I sank the entire trust fund my grandmother left me into this venture. Iâm so far out on a limb I could pick fruit. Iâm giving this my best shot, Karen. Iâm risking everything for us.â
âThere is no us,â she reminded him in a whisper.
âBut there should be! If last night proved anything, itâs that we belong together. We always have. Come back to me, Karen. You want promises? Iâll give you promises. You want reassurances? Fine, youâve got them. Everything will be different. Weâll start over againââ
Tears rolled down her face as Karen leaned forward and brought her fingers