Chapter 397 Something More:>> 18

• By the time we headed out of our hotel room, the rain had slowed down to a drizzle. But the day was nasty enough to make me glad we weren't going far. Cassie's cabin looked warm and inviting against the dark, damp sky.
• Jack welcomed us at the door, looking like the archetypal home chef with a striped apron over his outfit and a spatula in one hand. I half expected him to be wearing a toque.
• We found Cassie inside, lounging on the couch with a glass of wine. The beautiful blonde had changed into a light blue blouse and a navy skirt. I suddenly felt underdressed.