Page 106 of Wedlocked

He leaned in, his upper body looming over mine. My heartbeat sped up at his closeness. “Do you trust me?”

Rolling my eyes, I pushed him back. “Like you even have to ask.”

“But I am. Asking.”

I tilted my head, affection coursing through me at his steadfast stare. “Of course I trust you, Jay. More than anyone.”

He smiled, a big, dopey smile only I ever got to see. Turning around, he showed me his back. “Hop on.”

The height of the Tahoe made it easy to leap onto his back and wrap my arms around his scarf-wrapped neck.

“Oh,” I said when he cupped his hands beneath my knees and used his foot to close the door. “I need my bag.”

“No, you don’t.”

“But—”

“You don’t need it, baby.”

“Okay.” I relented and settled against him.

The wind was cutting and felt like little needles on my cheeks, so I ducked my face into his neck and hung on. I inhaled a combination of snow and his familiar scent. The wind and his boots crunching the snow were the only sounds as he piggybacked me toward the lodge.

The second he stepped inside, I lifted my head and squinted against the sudden bright light. Loosening my grip, I readied for him to set me down, but he only hefted me higher.

“Jay?”

“Just stay there. We aren’t staying in here.”

Before I could question that, someone came over wearing a lodge uniform and a green beanie. “Mr. Rush?”

“Jason,” he corrected as he nodded.

“We’ve been waiting for you.”

“Really?” I asked over Jay’s shoulder.

The man glanced at me and smiled. “Right this way.”

“Where are we going?” I asked. Jason wouldn’t tell me, but this guy might.

“He’s not going to tell you,” Jason rumbled.

“But what if I’m being kidnapped?”

The man in the uniform stopped and turned with a horrified expression. “Ma’am? Are you here against your will? I thought this?—”

“Landry,” Jason warned, voice deep.

“Oh, I was just kidding!” I told the man. “I promise. I mean, I don’t know why I’m here…” Beneath me, Jason tensed, and I hurried to add, “But this is my boyfriend, and I’d go anywhere with him anytime. Even if I have no idea where that is.”

The man escorting us relaxed. “I think it will be a successful evening, then.”

“Bro.”

The man looked like he’d swallowed a chicken whole and turned to scurry ahead. Jason’s long legs had no problem keeping up.

“Stop scaring him,” I whispered in Jay’s ear.