The contentment Mack left me with disappears the moment I emerge from the forest and discover who is leaning against the side of the house, arms folded over his chest.

Nolan.

He glances at the bag I have clutched in my hands. A bag that Mack filled for me before he kissed me goodbye, but not before asking me one last time if I didn’t want to hide with him in the forest. “I see you were more successful this time.”

Even though I know I can’t have any of Mack’s scent on me because I ...