Chapter 60

Winnie

I experience nightmare after nightmare of Dana telling me that I’m not good enough for Jake. I shake and kick in my sleep. My heart is on fire, and muffled words leave my lips until a strong hand jostles me awake, and I blink back to reality.

“Winnie?” It’s Jake, and he is squatting beside me. “Wake up. Breakfast is ready for you.”

“B-breakfast?” My mouth feels dry, and my throat is sore. I think I’ve been talking in my sleep.

“Uh-huh, I made pancakes,” a grin spreads over Jake’s face. “I feel like a total wildling now. Can you believe it?

Pancakes made over an open fire in an old, dusty frying pan.”

“You’re adorable,” I sit up, unable to prevent my lips from curling into a smile. I know Jake loves cooking and baking, but the pride in his eyes for making pancakes outside a kitchen? He is so sweet.

“I would prefer to be called sexy.”

“You’re sexy, too,” I tell him. “And if those pancakes are as good as they smell,

I will go down on my knees and suck you. You don’t know how much I love your breakfast pancakes.”

He snorts and shakes his head with an indulgent smile. I love when he gives me that kind of sweet expression. He is undoubtfully proud to provide for me and hurries to fetch me a paper plate.

I only make it out of the tent to sit down on a blanket area that Jake has prepared for us before he returns with my food. ” Here you go. Pancakes with maple syrup and blueberries. Your favorite.”

The stupid, toothy grin that settles over my lips makes Jake snort a laugh. I don’t have to say anything for him to know how much these simple displays of affection mean to me. Still, when he sits beside me, I smile up at him, a little teary-eyed.

used to take it for granted, you know? The way you treat

with a one-time-use fork made of renewable material. “I’ve liked you for a long time,” his smile is infectious. ” That’s why I’ve always gone the

up at him. “Does your teammates know that you’re secretly the

and downright outraged expression on his face make me fall into a

only one I treat differently, and on the ice, everyone knows that I’m

a sing-song voice and cut into my pancake, glancing up at

killing each other, we get to fight other states

you like the idea of other players seeing you as

fear me. I’m on the offense, and I

is part of the job. That second of hesitation from my opponents? I live for

do, and you’re very talented on the ice,” I bump him with my

at me with his lips

love that about you. You take care of me, make

silence falls after I’ve spoken, and

opens and closes a few times before he openly stares at me. I stare right back at him, feeling vulnerable because it just slipped. The worst part? It felt natural to say

muscles for days, and fame, my man often becomes shy when complimented or called sweet. I can’t tell if he

I change the subject. “So, kayaking… when was the last time you did that?” My heart is racing, but it helps to force another topic. “My last time was back at

that competition and had the fastest time out of everyone who went down the stream. You and

him. “You remember the prize as

hotdogs. Damn, those were the times. We gloated

breakfast while Jake tells me how rare

talk over him. It made it hard for me to

ego can’t handle such compliments, and more than

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