Rushed (Adventures in Love #1)(24)

“I guess you’re right, but I’ve only known him a couple of days,” I say softly, not sure that he’s the best person to accept advice from. I’ve overheard Lauren talking, and from what I understand, Oliver and his ex are not even divorced, and yet he’s here with Lauren, trying to work on their relationship, which seems a little backward to me.

He turns to look at me over his shoulder once more, his gaze locking with mine. “I know I’m not the best person to give advice,” he says, obviously reading my mind. “But trust me: you should talk to Tanner about how you’re feeling. I think you might be surprised by what his response is, and you shouldn’t worry about how long you’ve known each other; there’s lots of time for that, and no one stays the same forever, so you’ll be learning new things about him all the time.”

Before I can reply, he twists back around, and I glance over at Tanner, finding him watching me. Like always when our eyes lock, my stomach flutters and my pulse races. Pulling my gaze off his, I look down at the water and chew the inside of my cheek. Maybe Oliver is right; maybe I should just be honest and tell him how I feel. Then again, I’m not sure I can trust how I feel; plus, he might think I’m a complete loon for bringing up what’s bothering me, when we’ve only just met.

As we slowly make our way across the lake, I go back and forth on what I should do, and I still have no idea as we paddle up to the small inlet where Maverick is waiting for us. Before I even have a chance to make it out of my kayak on my own, I find Tanner at my side, taking my paddle before helping me out. I start to thank him, but the look he sends me has me slamming my mouth closed.

“You good with these guys for a few minutes while Cybil and I talk?” Tanner asks Maverick while locking on to my wrist as I try to move away.

“Yep.” Maverick lifts his chin; then his eyes come to me, and he raises a brow. I shrug before Tanner starts to tug me toward the tree line beyond the bank.

“Is everything okay?” I ask, but he doesn’t even acknowledge my question. Instead, he leads me farther into the woods, so deep I can no longer hear the group talking. “Are you not going to answer me?” I question, starting to get nervous; then, the next thing I know, he’s directly in front of me, and he’s cupping my face gently between his large hands.

“I’m glad you want to talk, sunshine, because I really want to know what the fuck happened between the time I left you all sweet looking and smiling in your sleeping bag this morning, and when you came out of the tent looking like someone killed your puppy.” My heart stutters in my chest.

I thought I had done a good job hiding how I was feeling. Apparently, I didn’t, and he is obviously mad—really, really mad—judging by the way his jaw is clenching.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I swallow, and he lowers his head, bringing our faces so close together that his nose brushes against mine.

“Don’t start lying to me now, Cybil. Tell me what happened.”

“Okay.” I lift my hands between us and rest them against his chest, rubbing my lips together. “I realized I’m leaving in just a couple of days, and when I do, this, umm . . . this thing between us is going to be over. So I’m thinking it might be better to put some distance between us before someone gets hurt.” I feel nauseous and wonder if he knows the person who is going to end up hurt is going to be me.

“Is that what you want? You want this to be over when you leave and to just give up before we really have a chance to explore what this is?” he asks softly, and my chest starts to feel funny as my nose starts to sting. Gah, even just the idea of not seeing him after this makes me want to cry.

“No.” I swallow again.

“Can you stay in town for a few days after this trip?” he asks, and I nod, because I totally can. “Do you want to stay with me for a few days?”

“Yes,” I say softly, and the look in his eyes makes me realize that maybe he has been hurt too.

“Then that’s the plan, and we will figure out the rest.” He rests his forehead against mine. “Sunshine, did you really think I would let you go so easily?”

“I didn’t want to get my hopes up,” I admit, and he skims his thumb across my jaw right before he kisses me gently. And just like that, I don’t know up from down, but I also can’t bring myself to care.



Sitting next to the lake, with my hoodie up over my head to ward off the chill in the air, I watch the water ripple against the rocks as I dial Jade’s number. When I hear Avery laugh behind me, I smile; then my smile grows when Jade answers with a loud “Oh my God, Cybil. I’ve called you a million times!”

“Sorry.” I laugh, picking up a small pebble and tossing it into the lake. “We haven’t had phone service until today.”

“Are you okay? Are you having fun? What have you been doing? Tell me everything,” she rattles, and I shake my head.

“I’m good, for sure having fun, and there’s so much to tell you, but I don’t have the time today. We just stopped for lunch, and this is the only time I’ll have cell service until we get back to the lodge the day after tomorrow. Are you okay? How are things there?”

“I’m good. Things are good,” she says; then she pauses before adding quietly, “I had lunch with Galvin yesterday.”