It was past midnight when Miguel parked the truck in front of the cabin. He'd considered spending the night at the Four Winds; Edison had even offered rooms for both him and Bella.

But Miguel had wanted to spend his last night sweet in the mountains. His next assignment would be a grueling three months, living in a one-bedroom apartment with two other men.

It was going to be a long time before he'd see a pine tree or lake again, and he wanted to savor the last few hours he had left up here.

He glanced over at Bella, saw her staring wistfully out the truck window at the...