Page 37 of Finding Chaos

Chapter 17

Destiny

Instead of answering him, Destiny stepped out into the darkness and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him toward her until their lips touched in a heated kiss meant to tell him she’d heard every last word.

He didn’t think she was weird.He believed her, which was more than she could say about anyone in her entire life. She fell over that line she’d been straddling, landing straight on her ass on the side of liking him too. Not because he was helping her or good in bed but because there were so many more layers to the man and she had every intention of pulling them all back to get to the man beneath them. It was him, raw and vulnerable, that called to her soul. Caused her to crave more.

He liked her, and well, she liked him too. She just hoped it stayed that way after she told him the rest of her story.

She pulled back and stared deeply into his blue eyes. “Monique was wrong about one more thing.”

“What’s that?” Walker asked.

“She said I’d want to leave you, too.”

Walker swept her up into his arms in a whoosh and carried her back inside to the pullout bed. He eased her down onto the mattress and followed with his body.

There was something different in his eyes, along with the fire. Something else that pulled her in hard, making her never want to leave. She didn’t just like him. She’d fallen in love.

Destiny pulled his head down to hers and kissed him hard, trying to show him what she was hesitant about saying out loud. It was crazy. They’d known each other mere days. There was time to see where things go, and he was a man worth the wait. This wasn’t just sex. It was something meaningful and more.

They spent the rest of the night in each other’s arms. Not just in a fit of passion but really talking and learning everything real about one another.

When the morning sun shined in through the window, Destiny woke to find him no longer beside her. She grabbed his pillow and snuggled, inhaling the woodsy smell.

“You can’t sleep all day,” Walker said.

Destiny rolled toward his voice to find him sitting in the chair across the room, drinking a cup of coffee and watching her. The stress lines of his face had softened.

“I can if it’s snowing,” she said and sat up, taking the blanket with her. “There was a blizzard last night.”

She wrapped the blanket around her and got up, crossing the distance between them. She kissed his lips before stealing his coffee and taking a long sip.

“Blizzard stopped sometime during the night. The sun and heat is melting the snow away.”

She lifted her brow. “Mother Nature, I presume.”

Walker chuckled and pulled her down into his lap. “Yep, and apparently, a search party will be joining us today.”

He kissed her nice and slow, taking his time in a proper morning kiss before he took back his coffee cup. “You might want to shower. You smell like me.”

“That’s not a bad thing.” She teased and rose from the chair. “How long do we have?”

Walker turned his gaze toward the window. “At the rate the snow is melting, I’d venture a guess that we may have a couple hours.”

“Perfect.” She took the coffee from his hand and set it on the table before holding out her hand. “I could use someone to wash my back.”

“If you insist.”

“Oh, I insist.” She smiled.

He rose and swooped her up into his arms like he’d done last night. “You're pushy in the morning.”

“You’ll get used to it,” she teased.

After their shower, they spent the next two hours picking up and eating breakfast while trying to devise a plan. She’d shared with him the coordinates of the lady in white’s bones and that she hadn’t gotten the other location yet. She also told him that the ghosts called the woman from the cave the Banshee.

The whipping sound of helicopter blades broke into their easy morning conversation, and they both moved to the window.

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