Pull You In (Rivers Brothers #3) - Jessica Gadziala Page 0,22

was now our bathroom, or that we had to wash dishes—and ourselves—with lake water.

The shed didn't have a chainsaw. There was an ax if I got particularly desperate.

"Fuck," I hissed, gearing myself up for the uncomfortable conversation, going around the back of the shed to pull the tarp off what I imagined was a pile of firewood. "Oh, thank fuck," I said, breathing a sigh of relief when I saw the generator. It was small. I didn't think we could hook up more than the well pump and the fridge to it, but that was something. Those were my biggest concerns.

We could use the oil lantern for light when we needed. We could charge our useless phones in the car.

And I could keep her warm with a nice, cozy fire. And my body heat. In my bed.

So much for keeping my distance.

I should have been frustrated.

But there was no denying that my dominant feeling was that of excitement.

Shit.

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Katie

I didn't want him to find a chainsaw.

I didn't want him to move the tree.

I didn't want him to get us in contact with the outside world, get us reconnected to power.

Because a needy, pathetic part of me wanted just one more day of him all to myself, one more night of sharing his warmth.

The night before, I had truly just been too cold to even think straight, had fully intended to sleep on his floor, or have him light me a fire downstairs. I just wanted to get warm.

But once I got into that bed with him? Yeah, I wanted a lot of other things. Things I knew I couldn't have, but I had enjoyed punishing myself with the possibility of them as I lay there, his solid, warm body beside me, his woodsy scent covering the sheets and pillows, his deep, sexy voice talking to me like sharing a bed was something normal for us, almost as though we were old lovers.

Then, when I woke up in his arms, after the initial panic about being seen as clingy evaporated, God, it had been so nice.

I wasn't sure I'd ever woken up in the arms of a man before. My ex was not a touchy-feely person, and definitely not a snuggler, once telling me he thought I was being smothering when I had tried to rest on his chest after sex.

I, unexpectedly, felt really at peace, safe, protected.

I let myself lay there for a while, get lost in the fantasy of it all, especially when he didn't immediately roll out from under me when he woke up to find me all over him.

But then, I reminded myself, that he was probably just being nice, trying not to embarrass me about my unconscious decision to climb him like a cat.

That, and the humiliation that swarmed my body about it, had me pulling away, getting as much distance as possible.

I made breakfast while reminding myself that we were playing house. It wasn't real life. As soon as the others showed up and we all went home, Rush Rivers would practically forget he had ever met me. And surely that he had ever shared a bed with me.

Still, a small, needy part of me wanted one more night of that fantasy, to feel his chest rising and falling under me, to breathe in his scent, to feel his heavy arms around me, to share his warmth. As if I had any right to any of that.

"Bad news or good news?" Rush asked, coming back in from the shed.

"Bad news should always go first," I informed him.

"There was no chainsaw, so we are not getting through that roadblock until someone comes up to help."

My heart leapt at that, but I tamped down the excitement. "And the good news?"

"I found a small generator and some gas. It won't do much. Keep the food cold, the water running. I didn't want to come back in here and tell you that the great outdoors was our new bathroom."

"Oh, God," I said, face twisting.

"Yeah, that was the look I was worried you'd give me about it," he said, smiling. "My sister Scotti was always fine with roughing it, but we always had to provide an indoor toilet of some sort. I think she had a fear of being bit on the ass by a snake," he said, smiling at her expense. "We used to have to build composting toilets if we were really in the sticks for any length of time. But, yeah, the generator can be hooked up to