slung low on his hips, riding up to give her just a hint of tanned abs and dark hair…
“Don’t know if your fiance would appreciate how you’re looking at me right now, Brooke Harbin.”
Brooke’s eyes widened as she dragged her gaze up to Pax’s face. Already she was flushing, embarrassed at her lapse.
“I don’t know what you mean,” she said, brushing her jeans off and making to get up.
Pax was over her in two steps, holding out a big hand to help her up. Say what you wanted about Paxton Gentry, he was a damn gentleman. He didn’t say anything about her denial, though he looked amused.
“Thanks,” Brooke said, blushing harder as she slid her hand into Pax’s. He pulled her up, his touch sending a thousand little sparks racing across Brooke’s skin, bringing every nerve ending to life.
Pax pulled her up, stepping in so that they were standing toe to toe, hands clasped. He looked down at her, those eerie green eyes searching her face. Looking for… what, exactly?
Brooke ran her tongue across her bottom lip nervously. Pax’s eyes followed the tip of her tongue, then he seemed to give himself a shake. He smirked, releasing her fingers from his.
“Chase asked me to tell you that we’re taking a break. I guess he’s got the hot tub cleaned out and hooked up, so we’re going to kick back and let the crew work for a while,” Pax told her. “Which is great, since I feel like you and I have some unfinished business from yesterday.”
“Ohhhh…” Brooke breathed. She intentionally forced herself to take a big step back, break the spell that Pax held over her at close distance. “It was just… I was blowing off steam.”
“You said something pretty serious to me,” Pax said, arching a brow.
“I was stressed. Trav and I had a fight—” Brooke almost winced at Pax’s reaction to her speaking Travis’s name.
“Fine,” he said, his expression smoothing out. “We’ve got sandwiches and beer ready outside when you’re ready. Chase says you’d better not be a chicken and show up without your bathing suit.”
Brooke didn’t have a chance to say more. Pax was gone in an instant, moving faster than a guy his size should be able to.
“Did I hear sandwiches and beer?” Penny asked.
Brooke turned, blinking. She’d completely forgotten that Harlan and Penny were even in the room.
“Uh, yeah. I guess we’re getting in the hot tub,” Brooke said.
“Sweet!” Penny cheered. “I have a new bikini.”
The last part was clearly aimed at Harlan, who made a low sound in his throat.
“Let’s get you changed,” Harlan said, picking Penny up and throwing her over his shoulder.
Brooke had to laugh when he carried Penny out of the building, slapping her on the ass as he went. Her laugh turned to a sigh, but she refused to throw herself a pity party.
So her man didn’t look at her like that. So he didn’t joke with her, or make her laugh. So what? He had other qualities. He was respectable. He was stable.
Brooke went through the whole list of Travis’s good traits as she headed back to Chase’s cabin. She put on her cute 50’s pinup-style two piece suit, wishing she had a mirror to check out the red and ivory polka dot getup on her figure. Still, she’d received a lot of compliments on the halter top and high waisted boy short outfit, so she wrapped herself in an oversized towel, slid on her shoes, and trekked out to meet the others.
The hot tub cabana was a late addition to Winter Pass, something Brooke’s mother had requested. The tub was built into a huge cedar platform, built to accommodate ten guests in the water. The cabana had plenty of seating, a full outdoor grill, and even a wet bar. It was a beautiful addition to the lodge, and Brooke was glad to see it getting some use, but looking at the lavish cabana made her cringe a little inside.
How much had this addition cost?
Pushing the thought out of her mind, Brooke climbed the steps to find Chase, Penny, and Harlan getting