Page 40 of Forever Yours
Gabe heard shuffling on the stairs and saw a sleepy looking Devlin making her way down to them.
“What on earth do we need survival gear for?” she asked, walking over to Gabe and standing a little too close. Gabe didn’t miss the glance that passed between Sebastian and Greyson.
Gabe pointed to the sliding doors, and he could feel Devlin’s sharp intake of breath.
“Talk about a winter wonderland,” she breathed. Gabe was mesmerized by the look of serenity on Devlin’s face. She looked as though she didn’t mind the inconvenience of being snowed in at all, and he understood what Greyson had said last week that he wouldn’t mind being stuck with Prudence. He was certain he wouldn’t mind a week snowed in at the cabin with Devlin.
“I’ll get another pot started, and breakfast when Pru and AB get up.” She moved over to the coffee pot then turned. “I don’t suppose we have enough supplies for another few days?” she asked.
“We have the leftovers and whatever was packed for breakfast. The caretakers have some canned goods, but not much, and nothing in the way of anything fresh,” Greyson replied.
“Hey, we just talked about ice fishing on the way here—do you think we can get a path to the lake so we can take a shot at some trout?” Gabe asked.
“Let’s get started on making sure the roof isn’t going to cave in and getting to the cars, we’ll work on the food later,” Sebastian said.
“Yes, sir.” Greyson saluted him. “I’ll go get Pru up so they can see what we can do about the food situation, and what to do if the power goes out.”
“I’ll go see if I can find those snow pants.” Gabe walked past Devlin to the front hall and startled when he felt the brush of her hand on his, so soft, as a half-smile lit her face. At least he’d have memories of last night to keep him warm while he braved the elements.
He was sifting through the pile of things in the front hall closet when he heard Annabelle make her way into the kitchen. He wasn’t eavesdropping, he swore he wasn’t, but his body was halfway buried in the closet when their murmur of voices turned into a crescendo.
“Oh my God, you had sex,” Annabelle exclaimed.
“I’m sorry, what?” Devlin sputtered in the way of a response.
“Sex. Doing the nasty, shagging, buttering the biscuit, doing the devil’s—”
“That’s far too many sex euphemisms for this early in the morning.”
“But you did. I can tell.”
“How can you tell, AB?”
Gabe heard a shuffling in the kitchen and decided to stay put for the moment. He didn’t need to alert them to his presence. Besides, he wanted to know what was behind Annabelle’s new superpower.
“It’s just a thing.”
Well, that was a disappointment.He’d hoped Devlin had the look of someone who had been fucked well and good, the glow of multiple mind-blowing orgasms showing on her radiant face.
“You can’t just say it’s a thing and leave it at that,” Devlin pressed.
“You have this look about you. I know it’s cliché, but your face is glowing.”
Okay, that’s a bit better.
“Whose face is glowing?” Gabe heard a third voice enter the conversation as Prudence came into the room. He needed to make his presence known. He clamored loudly as he extracted himself from the depths of the closet, grabbing onto the two items he went in there for, the snow pants.
“Ah!” Annabelle shrieked at his emergence. “The hell, Gabe!”
“Sorry, I didn’t know anyone was in here.” Prudence had made her way into the kitchen along with Greyson. He held up the snow pants, trying to disguise that he’d heard their conversation. “I was in the back of the closet looking for these. We’re going to start trying to clear some paths outside and see what got piled on the roof.”
“Woah,” Prudence said in awe. “I haven’t seen this much snow in a long time. Remember the Christmas of ‘97?”
“Oh, yes,” Gabe answered, walking behind the kitchen island. “All the Atwoods were here, remember?”
Prudence’s eyes widened. “That’s right! You didn’t make it home until New Year!”
At the mention of New Year, Gabe’s eyes went to Devlin, wanting to see what her reaction was, but she’d turned herself away from the group.