was.
Valentine’s Day was fast approaching and if he played his cards right he could get the greatest present of all. But for right now, he just needed to take a hot shower and try to get the image of what was filling his nephew’s diaper out of his head.
Paige couldn’t wait to leave surgery; this year had been doubly hard on her practice. The drought sweeping the state wasn’t just hurting the legions of farmers, but ranchers were struggling to keep their animals on the positive end of the climate scale. She’d tended to more cattle that suffered from heat this year than she’d ever even dreamed was possible. The wild fires that had raged had luckily missed them but she’d been called in to treat animals that had migrated hundreds of miles to safety. Unfortunately, some of them brought sickness that could easily affect the native wild life as well as livestock.
Winter in Texas wasn’t always the best season either but when the precipitation was still in the negative margins it made for a miserable winter. There had been no white Christmas, in fact she’d spent the day in shorts and flip flops. New Year’s Day had been blustery and a chill had frosted the air but the temperature hadn’t warranted much more than a light jacket.
Two weeks in Whitefish, Montana with her best friend and god-children was exactly what the doctor ordered if she did say so herself. Not that Paige planned on learning anything about anything in Whitefish, Montana. All she planned to do was kick her feet up in front of the fireplace and teach her adorable minions the art of s’mores making and enjoy copious amounts of gourmet hot cocoa. She might throw in a snow angel or two just for shits and giggles, but mostly she was just going to hide out from Cupid’s apprentice, Felix, and catch up on the latest news from the back of her eyelids.
At the thought of Felix, her very skin heated. If the man wasn’t so flipping persistent she’d maybe have given him a chance. But his utter absorption with everything ‘Paige’ had been driving her crazy since they were kids.
When everyone else was teasing her, he was winking at her. When everyone else was calling her names and picking on her in junior high, he was calling her beautiful and threatening to kick their asses. And when she blossomed into a woman and was heading out to college, he’d kissed her and spoiled her for any other man. The memory of that kiss set her thighs to trembling and caused her to miss-chew her gum, nearly severing her tongue with her incisors.
“Dammit,” she muttered as she sucked on the small muscle to ease the sting. Her mind instantly went back to that summer day when Felix had suckled her tongue...grazing the roof of her mouth with his.
Shaking the memories from her head, she leapt to her feet. Time to pack and get to the airport. Good thing she was leaving a day before everyone else... she could get to the cabin and dive butt naked into the snow, because she was sure it would take the onset of hypothermia to cool her desire and help her remember that she didn’t want any part of Felix Ramos and his devil tongue.
“What do you mean y’all missed your flight, how could you miss your flight?” Paige questioned finally making it through the doors of the cabin.
“We were taking care of Liam. He was so sick and...”
“So you mean to tell me you couldn’t call me before I got my black ass on a plane and flew to Whitefish, Montana that my godson was deathly ill and y’all weren’t going to make it?”
Lena sighed from the other end of the phone, “Girl calm down he isn’t ‘deathly ill’, just ill and don’t worry you won’t be alone.” Her best friend stopped talking like she knew she’d just let something important slip.
Paige froze, her whole body going rigid. What do you mean, he isn’t deathly ill you just said...wait...hold up what the hell do you mean I won’t be alone...?”
Paige was almost sick to her