Page 37 of Take Me Slowly: part 2
"Yes, you are," I told him. "I might not be good enough for you."
Before he could respond, the sound of engines approaching broke through the otherwise silent room.
16
LEAH
Josiah's eyesswivelled to the door. "Fuck." He hurried to put my panties and leggings back in place, then fixed his own clothes.
"Who is it?" I twisted my upper body around to look, before pushing myself to my feet.
He glanced through a window that looked out to the front of the house. "Take a wild guess."
"Oh." It didn't take a genius to figure it out.
Josiah looked back over his shoulder. "Yeah, oh."
I stood beside him as Connor's truck pull in beside my car. Of course his was better equipped for the snow than mine. I should have realised that. Their job included making their way around the mountain in conditions like this. If it wasn't his truck, it would have been a snowmobile.
"Looks like they've come to rescue you." Josiah sounded bitter, like he was contemplating keeping the door locked against them.
"I could have told them I don't need rescuing," I said, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Turns out, you're not the big bad wolf after all."
He grunt-laughed. "If you believe that, I haven't worked hard enough. I should have bitten you harder."
"You didn't bite me," I pointed out.
"Yet." He leaned over and nipped my earlobe.
"I stand corrected, you are the big bad wolf," I teased. I turned back to the window and watched Connor, Riley and Brooks climb out of the truck. Connor looked irritated to be here. Brooks looked irritated at the presence of snow. And Riley, he was grinning like it was already Christmas morning.
"Does that make them the three little pigs?" Josiah asked.
"I dare you to call them that," I said with a straight face.
He smirked.
"Or you could all be nice to each other," I said. "Are you going to open the door?"
He looked like he might refuse, but he moved over to unlock it. He waited for a beat or two, swinging it inwards as Connor was about to knock.
Connor stopped with his fist in the air, but managed not to pitch forward into the cottage. Eyes flashing with further irritation, he lowered his hand.
"Leah, what are you doing here?" He eyed me and Josiah, as if he could tell what we'd just been doing.
"Catching him up on things," I said lightly. Which was exactly the purpose for my visit. I wasn't going to apologise for it.
"Can we come in? It’s cold out here." Brooks rubbed his hands together.
Josiah stepped back to let them in, muttering something that sounded like, "Little pig, little pig."
Holding back a laugh, I gave each of them a hug as they stepped inside.
"This is cosy." Riley took a good look around.
"It's all right." Josiah shrugged. He wandered over to the kitchen to put on more coffee.
I quickly made the introductions before they all got comfortable. Brooks sat right in front of the fire, so close he was almost sitting in it.
