“We just got in yesterday,” Katee answers. Becca smiles at us, and leans in to her husband. “Same,” she says. “Did you guys sign up for the honeymoon package?”
“We did,” I say, when Katee looks at me. I take her hand in mine and bring it to my lips.
“I guess we’ll see you tonight for the sleigh ride and bonfire, then?” Trey says.
“It’s on the agenda.”
“Although I might not make it,” Katee says.
“Ooh,” Becca teases. “Busy doing other things?”
“Well, yes, but no.” Katee crinkles her nose. “I’m probably going to break my neck on the hill today.”
“You don’t like skiing?” Becca asks.
“My first time.”
“Then why—”
“I should have taken her to Bali,” I say, and everyone laughs. Just then, our food arrives. The waitress sets our plates down, and clears Becca and Trey’s away.
“We’ll let you eat.” They both stand and grab their coats from the back of their chairs. “See you tonight,” Trey says.
“Cute couple,” Katee says after they leave.
“Not as cute as we are.”
She grins and looks at the food in front of her. “Raspberry tart. Luke, you’re killing me.” She takes a big bite and moans.
“You don’t have to eat it.”
“Yeah, I do,” she says and lets her eyes drift shut. I chuckle. “At least you’ll still love me when I’m two hundred pounds heavier at the end of the week.
“You’re perfect, Katee. You’ve always been perfect.”
She grins. “You have to say that. You’re my husband.”
“I’m saying it because it’s true.”
Ignoring that, she takes another bite and moans. “So what comes with this honeymoon package you booked?” she asks.
“Typical honeymoon things.”
She angels her head. “How am I supposed to know what typical honeymoon things are? This is my first honeymoon, you know.”
“Mine too,” I say and she frowns. “What?”
Her hand closes over mine. “I’m sorry, Luke. I get that this situation is all messed up, and things aren’t the way they’re supposed to be.”
“You’re right, they’re not.”
6
Katee
Even though I’m dressed in a big ski jacket, with hat, gloves and boots, the cold still manages to seep into my bones. Luke puts his arm around me and drags me to him as we make our way to the lodge for our honeymoon sleigh ride, followed by a bonfire.
The slopes are lit up, people taking full advantage of the nighttime skiing. I snuggle in closer to Luke, and when he rubs his hand up and down my arm, something he’s done a million times before, the way my body awakens doesn’t go unnoticed. I’ve always been aware of him, but ever since he offered to help me out in the bedroom, I’ve not been able to look at him without thinking of sex. A needy shiver goes through me and he mistakes it for cold.