Grant’s perspective:

I can sense that Emily and Gabby are far enough away for me to speak plainly with Austin. There was a fearful look in Emily’s eyes that has me unsettled. Even after finally making love for the first time, I’m not sure she is as firmly settled here as she seemed to be in the throes of passion.

“Sit down,” I say to Austin, pointing to the log bench. I walk over to one of the secret coolers I had built into the felled evergreens we ...