After making love, Wyatt rolled onto his back and angled an arm over his eyes. “We can’t keep doing this. When Slade gets here, he’ll expect this camp to be in tip-top condition. How the hell are we going to get anything done?”

Erin snuggled close to him and nipped gently at his nipple. “Well, we’ll work—and then we’ll play,” she said as she reared up so he could see her lips. “What we need to do is establish goals. When we get the cook shack table and shelving set up, we can take an hour break. Then we’ll hit it again. How’s that for a plan?”

He tweaked her nose. “Do you realize how draining sex is for a guy? I’m not Tex’s little bunny that can just keep going. My batteries need to be recharged.”

Erin pushed up on her arms to straddle him and lowered the tips of her breasts to almost graze his lips. He groaned and surrendered. When they were both satiated, she asked, “How was that for a recharge?”

After bathing in the lake together, they ate cold wieners for breakfast and worked like dervishes on the interior of the cook shack so they could prepare food. For lunch, they made grilled cheese sandwiches, two for her and four for him.

As they sat at the table together and ate, Wyatt asked, “Where do we go from here, Erin? I’m assuming you’re on birth control, because we haven’t used any protection, and you don’t seem worried.”

She gave him an impish smile. “Heck, no. I’m using you to get a baby. Remember me, the lady whose biological clock is ticking?” At his startled look, she laughed and said, “Not really, Wyatt. I’d never do that. Of course I’m on the Pill. And STDs aren’t a worry for me. I haven’t been with anyone for a long time.”

“I haven’t been with anyone for almost seven years, so I’m safe. As for birth control, I’m glad you’re protected. We need some time to decide what comes next, and babies have a way of calling all the shots.”

Erin figured they needed only a week. He loved her just as much as she loved him. In the past, Erin had never felt confident of herself with a man, but with Wyatt, she sensed that she was already his everything. When the moment of realization struck him, he would ask her to marry him. There wasn’t a doubt in her mind about that. If she was wrong, she was afraid it would destroy her, because he had become her everything, and for her, there was no turning back.

That afternoon, Erin’s phone jangled to notify her of a text message. She saw that it was from Julie and knew her friend wouldn’t disturb her on this trip without good reason. She immediately opened the missive, and what she read nearly made her knees buckle. She sank onto a large rock that radiated warmth from the sunshine.

“Oh, my God! Julie’s pregnant! Well, she says that she and Blackie are pregnant, but same thing. When she had that flu, she upchucked her birth control pills. And the first time she and Blackie were together, they didn’t use protection. Bang! She’s preggers.”