Denny smiled. “I don’t have to finish it tonight.”
“All right, then let me know when you’re ready to get back to it tomorrow.”
He tapped the top of his head. “I’ll eagerly await seeing the new hair.”
“I’m nervous.” I wasn’t worried about not looking good. That wasn’t a concern. I was scared of feeling even less like me. That seemed to be a common theme now.
“Don’t be. You’d look good with any color hair, or no hair.”
Hunter squeezed my hand. “Yes you would.” He walked me back to the campfire. Everyone turned to look at us.
“You found her.” Gage said it softly, but I heard concern. It was so different from the way he’d talked earlier.
“I didn’t know I was lost.”
“Next time tell us when you’re leaving.” Marni scowled. What was her problem? Did she get high off of making me feel bad now or something?
“The only one Mary Anne needs to notify is me. She did nothing wrong.” He turned us toward Jocelyn. Evidently he didn’t like the way she was talking to me. “You ready to work on some hair?”
“Of course!” Jocelyn grinned.
“We’re going out tonight, so maybe you can help her pick out one of her new outfits too.” Hunter smiled before releasing my hand.
“I told you you’d need a cute little dress.” She put an arm on my shoulder and led me toward her cabin.
Chapter Twenty
Hunter
“You look amazing.” It took me a few seconds to catch my breath after seeing her walk outside. I missed the red hair, but the jet black hair running down her back suited her too, and her dress. That dress. It nearly undid me. Tight in all the right places, it showed off her curves, and the halter top gave me a view of the barest hint of cleavage.
“Thanks.” She looked down. She wasn’t good at accepting compliments. She was going to have to get used to it now that she was with me. I was over my annoyance about the dream. She’d been through so much. It wasn’t fair to expect her to forget about Gage so quickly.
I took her chin in my hand so she had to look at me. “You are absolutely breathtaking.”
“Thank you.”
“The dark hair works for her, doesn’t it?” Jocelyn asked.
I released her face and instead took her hand. “It does. It brings out her green eyes even more.”
“I don’t even look like me. Between the hair and this dress, I feel like I’m playing dress up.”
“You don’t usually wear dresses like this?” If not, I hoped she planned to do it again. She looked irresistible.
“No. I prefer more coverage.”
“You don’t need more coverage when you’re with Hunter.” Jocelyn brushed off her concern. “I wouldn’t worry about anyone else trying anything.”
“You never have to worry when you’re with me.” I took her hand.
She didn’t say anything, she just looked at us. That wasn’t a good start to the evening.
“Have a fun night you two.” Jocelyn grinned. She seemed oblivious to Mary Anne’s hesitation.
I led Mary Anne toward the truck. It meant walking past the campfire where the rest of the pack was sitting. She caught Gage’s eye, but she quickly turned away. On his part, he didn’t even smile. I’d been right. His feelings for her didn’t go as deep as either of them thought. In time they’d learn to be friends again.
“Where are we going for dinner?” She waited for me to unlock her door.
I helped her up and waited while she buckled her seatbelt. “What kind of food are you in the mood for?”
“Probably not the same kind you are.” She smiled lightly.
I closed her door and hurried around to my side. “I’m in the mood for anything you want.” If something interested her, I’d eat it. She’d yet to show any sort of preference toward food. She’d only had a few bites of any meal she’d eaten with me.
“I doubt Dires eat sushi.”
I pulled the truck around and started the slow drive back down the dirt road. “Sure we do. Plus, I know of a great place that’s also a Japanese steak house.”
She laughed. “Why am I not surprised?”
“Does that work? There’s great sashimi and rolls.”
“You know about different types of sushi?”
“Does that surprise you so much?”
“Yes.”
“I am not just a backwoodsman.”
“The next thing I know you’re going to tell me you like tofu.”
“We eat mostly meat, but that doesn’t mean we can’t eat other things. My taste buds don’t mind the variety.”