David’s text came in the late afternoon: “Heading back tomorrow afternoon. Can’t wait to see you both. Cabin still standing?”
Sophia read it while Marcus stood behind her, his arms wrapped loosely around her waist. They both stared at the screen for a long moment. Tomorrow everything would change. David would be home, and whatever this wild thing was between them would have to go quiet again. But tonight was still theirs, and they weren’t going to waste it.
Marcus kissed the side of her neck, his voice low and rough. “Last night.”
Sophia turned in his arms and pulled him into a deep kiss. “Then make it count.”
They started outside under the outdoor shower by the lake. The wooden stall was open to the night air, with warm water spraying from the rain-style head. Marcus turned it on, let
