Page 40 of Heartbreaker

“That works for us,” I say. “Less distractions and more time writing music.”

“Can’t wait to hear it.” He passes over the keys and envelope. “I’m sure it’ll be just as big as ‘Forever in Rewind.’” A grin. “That shit’s catchy as hell.”

I snort. “Well, I’ll take my streaming residuals all the way to the bank.”

“Damn right you will.” Another clap on my shoulder before he nods at the hillside. “I put you in cabin six as usual.”

The farthest away from the others.

Perfect.

“And the other cabin’s five?”

There’s a blip of quiet that has my stomach sinking.

“Other cabin?”

Yeah, that sends the sinking…sinkingfurther. And adding some knots alongside it.

“We asked for two cabins,” I say slowly.

Dave’s brows shoot up. “Royal, man.” His words are quiet, but firm and confident. “I took the call from your assistant myself. She asked for one cabin—which I could accommodate. If she’d asked for two, I couldn’t have done that. We’re full and everyone’s hunkering down, getting ready to enjoy the snow and quiet.”

Fuck.

“There are no other cancelations?” I ask. “Not even here at the main house?”

He shakes his head. “That could change, but I doubt it. You’re the last one to check in.”

A throb pulses through my temple. “Shit,” I mutter. “This isn’t what we planned. I promised Jade?—”

Curiosity slides across his face, and I shake myself.

What the fuck am I doing saying that shit out loud?

Being a goddamned idiot is what.

I open my mouth to spin some bullshit, but he beats me to a reply.

“I’ll let you know if anything changes.” Steady eyes on mine. “And if push comes to shove, you can sleep on my couch.”

The tangle of my insides loosens.

Dave’s a good guy.

“Not offering to share your bed with me?” I say lightly.

He snorts. “You pretentious Hollywood types are never satisfied, are you? I offer my couch andonlymy couch.” His mouth twitches. “You want in my bed, you’d at least have to buy me dinner first.”

“Noted,” I mutter.

He grins. “Shoot me a text or call with any problems.”

“Like one cabin instead of two?” I can’t help but saying.

He winces. “I’ll make it up to you next time you’re here.”

Nodding, I head back to my SUV and start to get in just as I see the black sedan head up the road. Catching the driver’s eyes, I indicate that he follow me, and hop in, winding through the trees until we get to my usual cabin.

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