18 Chapter 18: Sight for Sore Eyes

Owen

I hear Cami’s voice and the three of us turn from our place on the floor to look up at her. She looks like she’s ready for another snowstorm the way she’s dressed. Cheeks are a bit rosy from the short walk up to the lodge and snow trapped where the top of her boots meet her jeans. Her hair is trailing over her shoulders but her head is covered in her yellow beanie.

"What are you doing here?" I’m suddenly so grateful that I had the foresight to leave the door unlocked in case she did exactly this. Surprised me by just showing up.

Those expressive eyes look at me as if I’m an idiot. "Uh, helping. Duh. I knew you were going to fight me and I wanted to get outside in the snow. That walk yesterday morning made me realize how nice it was to just spend time outside, no matter the temperature. It recharged me and now I feel a bit addicted."

I stare at her. Blink once. Twice.