house was a simple cedar house. The downstairs was comprised of a living room with a kitchen to the side through an archway, and a small bathroom and laundry room to the other side. A wall of windows afforded a clear view of the rocky beach and bay. A dove gray soapstone woodstove sat in the center of the living room. A circular staircase led upstairs where there was one large bedroom suite with a bathroom and seating area by the windows. There were decks on both floors. She’d bought the home with what little money she walked away with after her divorce.
She walked inside and tossed her keys on the table by the door. After she hung up her jacket and kicked off her shoes in the small closet by the door, she made her way into the kitchen. At that moment, her pet rabbit, George, bounded down the stairs. George was a gray lop-eared rabbit she’d adopted after her divorce. She adored him. He was house trained like a cat and bounded about freely. He often spent time on the decks and in the yard in the summer, but he eschewed going outside in the winter even when she tried to encourage him. He leapt onto a chair by the table and nudged her hand.
“Hey George. How was your day?” She sat down and set him on her lap. They sat that way for a few minutes while she petted him. When her stomach growled, she finally stood and stared into the refrigerator. In need of comfort food, she made a grilled cheese sandwich and ensconced herself on the couch with George to watch television. As she lay in bed later, Cam wove through her thoughts and she wondered just what the hell she’d gotten herself into. A part of her wished she’d seen him again today, so she could have tried to gauge how he felt. Yet, she was so muddled inside and so fraught with her own confusion and insecurity, she doubted she could accurately interpret anything when it came to Cam.
Chapter 6
“Scoot over,” Marley said, waving her hand at Garrett Hamilton. “Make room for Cam.”
Garrett flashed a grin. “Yes, ma’am,” he replied as he slid across the seat in the booth.
Garrett Hamilton was Gage’s brother and Delia’s husband. From what Cam understood, Garrett used to be a workaholic lawyer in Seattle. His life now was a far cry from that, but he seemed entirely content. As far as Cam could tell, he was head over heels in love with Delia. Garrett shared his brother’s dark hair paired with blue eyes. He turned his grin to Cam. “How’s it going, Cam?”
“Pretty good. Keeping busy.”
Garrett nodded. “Good thing you’re here. Any day now, Marley’ll have her baby, and Gage’ll need you to pick up his slack.” His eyes canted to Marley.
Marley smiled and leaned back in the booth. “You know Gage won’t slack too much. He keeps saying he’s going to take time off, but I won’t be surprised if he manages only a week.”
Garrett chuckled. “Probably.”
Over the next little while, Cam enjoyed the banter with Marley, Gage and the rotating collection of family and friends who joined them for various amounts of time as dinner moved along. He found himself looking to the entrance over and over and realized he kept wondering if Ginger would show up. She wasn’t here every evening, but was definitely here several times a week. He hadn’t seen her since the night they’d kissed. Though it had only been a few days, a small corner of his mind worried she was avoiding him. It stung a little to think she might be.
“Where is Ginger anyway?” someone asked.
Cam turned in the direction of the question and saw it was Delia who’d asked. Delia was a lovely counterpoint to Garrett. He was tall and dark with an edge to his features and personality. Her honey gold hair and warm blue eyes fit with her friendly and kind nature. She tended to mother just about anyone who crossed her path. Whenever she was near, Garrett’s energy softened. Cam had also discovered she was an absolutely amazing cook. She ran the lodge restaurant and was prone to