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him
to say an asshole comment.
    “I like you
and I want to see you again.”
    Skylar had sat
there for a long time, just staring at her. But she couldn’t speak.
Those few words he had spoken had made her so very happy that she
wanted to run around the yard naked and shout it from the
snow-covered rooftops. But there was no way in hell that she would
let him know that.
    “Thank you,”
she said, at last. And a vulgar sass still soaked her words. Was
that really that hard to say?
    Skylar took
that as his opportunity to wrap himself around her. He buried his
nose in her hair and she gladly accepted the warm press of his lips
on her neck. She really loved the feel of his hard body shaping
around hers, but she couldn’t ignore the sharp press against her
behind.
    Unable to deny
that she wanted him again, when he leaned over her, she kissed him.
She knew he could have been playing on her weaknesses, with no real
intention of ever seeing her again, but she really didn’t care. In
this moment, she would only feel with her senses. And if they were
any indication of love, then her heart would be full this
Valentine’s Day.

CHAPTER
TEN
    Skylar awoke with a jolt,
startling Destiny awake.
    “What is it?”
she asked, realizing that something was wrong.
    “It’s
nothing.” Skylar tried to relax and pulled Destiny back onto his
chest, but that feeling in the pit of his stomach didn’t go away
and he couldn’t seem to ease the tension in his bulky muscles.
    He looked
around his room and saw nothing out of place. Then he listened
carefully. Nothing. He flashed a glance at the clock that
sat on top of the small night stand. As he suspected, Matty should
have been back by now. He was an early riser, regardless of what
time in the morning he called it a night; that is if he even called
it a night. Skylar leaned over and pulled his phone from his pants
pocket, then dropped it back onto the floor.
    Skylar started
to stroke Destiny’s hair, in a sad attempt to soothe his own
nerves. He was having a hard time admitting it, even to himself,
that something might be wrong. Destiny had demanded that he be
straight with her, but it was difficult when he couldn’t even be
straight with himself.
    “What’s
wrong?” She seemed to be focused on his unease, now that it had
settled into his bones. And when she smoothed her hand across his
chest, as if she knew exactly what he needed from her, it lightened
his anxiety ever so slightly.
    “Matty should
have been back already. He’s not one to sleep in after one of his
sexcapades.” Skylar knew saying that would only lead Destiny to
think about their own sexual adventure over the past 24 hours. The
last thing he wanted was for her to think of him as a man whore,
but he didn’t have the heart to lie to her. “I’m worried.”
    “Maybe they
were up late and slept in.”
    She seemed
convinced, but Skylar knew Matty better than that. He was a Knight
through and through. He never slept in with a woman.
“No.”
    Taking
immediate action, Destiny whipped open the blankets and covered her
glorious rear-end with a pair of jeans. “Let’s go then.”
    He was
surprised that she hadn’t questioned him any further and he
appreciated how much she trusted him. He hoped he was wrong, but
his gut rarely lied, and he didn’t feel good about this. He didn’t
know what he was looking for, but he wouldn’t be able to rest a
wink with that feeling gnawing at his insides.
    Skylar rolled
out of the bed and pulled on his clothes, as Destiny pulled on her
boots. He realized then that she didn’t have any suitable snow
clothes for the weather out here, and there was no saying how far
their ride would take them.
    “I drove up
with Matty. We’re going to have to take the snowmobile. Are you
good with that?”
    When she
nodded, he held Matty’s snowmobile suit out to her and dropped some
gloves at her feet.
    “Are you sure
he won’t mind?”
    Skylar carried
both of the helmets to the front door and rested