Page 29 of Sexy Summer Flings (Bear Mountain Rescue 2)

“What do you want then?”

Trent ordered another whiskey and while he waited, swiveled in the stool toward Hunter. “What are you going to do about Penny?”

“Nothing. She’s taking a job in San Diego.” Hunter took a drink from his glass, shooting him a deadly glare. “But I’m guessing you already knew that.”

“She also has an offer from a sanctuary in Red Lodge. Did she tell you that?”

Hunter’s gaze narrowed. “No, she didn’t tell me. Which is reason enough to assume she’s made up her mind to leave.”

“Have you given her a reason to stay? I have a feeling she would take the job closer to home if she thought you had finally pulled your head out of your rear end.”

“It’s not up to me,” Hunter said.

Okay, now you’re pissing me off, Doc.

“Please. Just because you only realized that you’re in love with her a week ago, doesn’t mean she’s fully aware that she can now have exactly what she’s wanted for years.”

“How do you know what she wants?”

Trent smiled sadly. “Because from the first time I flirted with her, I knew I never stood a chance.”

Chapter 15

Hunter got off work the following afternoon and went by Beary Perfect Posies flower shop. Gayle Tominaga’s shop might not be the most expensive option in Bear Mountain, but her selection was amazing.

He walked out with a colorful bouquet and a simple card. It wasn’t terribly romantic, but he needed to start to share his feelings for Penny. The flowers were the first step he’d take to show her he was serious about her.

He hated that it had been Trent’s words that lit a fire in him. He’d figured he’d already blown it and had thought he’d lost her to either San Diego or to Trent’s charm. But now Hunter hoped that there was a chance he could change her mind. He needed to explain that he’d been an idiot.

He drove by the Grizzly and left the flowers and card on the window of her Tacoma.

Now all he had to do was wait.

Penny walked out of the Grizzly frazzled and exhausted, but what else was new. All she wanted to do was go home and go to bed.

When she reached the driver’s-side door of her Tacoma, she noticed the bouquet of bright flowers on her windshield and rolled her eyes.

“Trent. You are such a—”

She stopped talking after she grabbed the card and opened it.

Dinner?

-Hunter

Penny looked from the flowers to the card to the flowers again. That was it? He left flowers on her car, and only two words in the card? And one of them was his freaking name?

Penny grabbed the flowers and hopped into her car, driving through town to Hunter’s place. He’d bought a ranch house a few miles away from the hospital. It was on several acres with a barn, and it was one of the nicest places in Bear Mountain.

She sped up the gravel driveway, laying on the horn. After parking the truck right in front of the garage, she jumped out and stomped up to his porch. Before she had a chance to knock, he opened the door…

Wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist.

“Penny, what the hell? You tore the crap out of my driveway.”

Penny couldn’t respond because her tongue was in her throat. The porch light illuminated every sinewy inch of him. Her gaze traveled along his broad, muscular shoulders and chest, and snaked down his trim waist, flat stomach, and well-defined abs.

And suddenly she wondered what was underneath that towel.

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