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them on the floor.
“If he does, he’ll get over it.”
    Without a
word, Destiny zipped the suit up to her chin and snapped the neck
together over her precious white accessories. It draped off her
slim body like an oversized curtain, but he still thought she
looked adorable in it.
    “You look
hot,” he joked, trying to get a rise out of her. And even though he
was only teasing, he really loved the way she looked in his
clothes.
    She shoved at
him, and he took advantage of her closeness, by stealing a small
kiss. They had made love last night again, after discussing the
fate of their relationship, and it was unlike all the sex they had
enjoyed before that. A barrier had been lowered and it was like
they had opened up to each other in a way that had let them feel as
one.
    They hadn’t
discussed their plans after that, or anything else for that matter.
After making love, they were so exhausted and content that they
curled up together, and that was where they remained until bright
and early this morning. Maybe she was waiting for him to bring it
up, since they hadn’t discussed where each of them were from, and
maybe he would grow a pair and say something before the weekend was
up.
    After a moment
of wordless canoodling, Skylar pulled her outside and locked the
door behind them. He helped her with the helmet, and it was then
that he realized just how strong his feelings for this woman were.
Destiny was a game changer. She didn’t know the rules but, if she
had, he was sure she would take that short list and shred it, right
in front of him and his family.
    In an attempt
to focus on Matty, he fired up his machine and checked all of the
gauges. Without him even having to ask her, Destiny wrapped her
arms snugly around his waist. He pulled away from the cabin and
headed back the way they originally came, making tracks through the
fresh dusting of snow that showed no sign of other human life.
    Snow continued
to fall, but the flakes were much lighter than those from the other
day, and it wasn’t blowing around like it had been. The flakes
fluttered around in the sky and whipped past them, as Skylar sped
back to where he expected to find Natalie’s truck. The closer they
got, the worse the feeling in his stomach became.
    As he made his
turn onto the main road, and at the sight of the emergency crews,
his chest caved. With lights still flashing, at a location just
beyond where they had picked up Destiny and her friends the other
day, he could only think the worst. Destiny had peeked around him,
and saw it too, her small hands gripping tighter around him as they
waited to hear the fate of his family and her friends.
    He prayed that
Natalie’s truck was empty when the other vehicle had collided into
it, but then he saw his brother’s truck – or what was left of it –
piled up on a flatbed tow truck.
    Skylar
approached the scene and parked his snowmobile where he could be
sure Destiny could not see the wreckage. The feelings coursing
through his veins weren’t something he was used to. He had visited
scenes like this on a regular basis, but never with a woman that he
cared about and never with family involved.
    Adrenaline had
always run high when he rescued victims from a car accident, but
that wasn’t what was flooding his system right now. He turned his
machine off and all but sprinted to the crash site, after ordering
Destiny to wait there.

    Wait
here? Skylar obviously didn’t know who he was dealing with. She
was a grown-ass woman. She could handle the truth. Ignoring
Skylar’s advice, Destiny followed after him. She tried to mimic his
steps, but he had taken off so fast that his boot prints were too
far apart for her to step in them.
    She saw him
standing there already, talking to the EMS, his arms folded tight
across his chest. A fire truck had just left the scene and a second
tow truck was pulling away after it, with a scrap of metal from the
road resting on its flatbed.
    “No!” she
cried, when she recognized the