Chapter 122

“Well, yes and no.” He flustered as he ran a hand through his hair. “Well, it turns out that I had some clothes I left behind the last time I was here, but I didn’t know that. So I mean, yes, and no…” Krislynn released an angry growl in which he pacified with a quick smile. “I can’t believe you. You probably forgot about them on purpose. I mean, pretty convenient don’t you think?” “Whatever, it’s fine right? Last night worked out well…” He winked at her before changing the topic. “Come on, wash yourself up and let’s go. I’m starving. We didn’t even eat last night and we burned off a lot of calories.” Krislynn staggered over to the washroom and freshened up with the unopened toothbrush he had left inside for her. There wasn’t even any hot water so she had to wash her face with ice-cold water and was freezing by the time she got out. Still, at least the water seemed to have completely woken her up. When she got out, Chase tossed her a hoodie and told her to put it on. He had their damp clothes in a bag and what looked to be the fur rug from last night rolled up and tucked under his other arm. Apparently he had gotten the rug dirty the night before which he explained to her with this shameful expression on his face. “Will you be okay like that?” She asked. She had slipped the hoodie on as she was told, but couldn’t stop eyeing the T-shirt Chase was wearing. The cabin was still warm from the fire so he was fine, but she had her doubts that the temperature outside would be anywhere similar. Chase narrowed his eyes at her. “What do you want me to say?” He asked. “No, I actually don’t really mind the cold so you can wear it… or no, I have more muscle mass to keep me warm so you can wear it? Because honestly, it’s actually really fucking cold up here in the mornings and I really want to be wearing one of those hoodies.” She pouted at him as they left the cabin and followed the descending trail down the hill. It was beautiful where the cabin was located and the sun was shining so brightly in the sky with blankets of white clouds floating around it. But despite how blue the horizon was, the breeze that sailed by was so chilly that Krislynn could feel it biting her cheeks as it passed by. Chase couldn’t stop shivering and it made her feel so guilt ridden that she had taken his only hoodie. “You always have to take the romance out of everything,” she complained. “Now I feel bad.” He raised an eyebrow at her. “You find lying romantic?” “No… but…” “But what?” He grumbled. “Isn’t the truth more romantic? I care about you enough that I’d rather be the one to freeze to death instead of you. Isn’t that good enough?” He smiled at her. “So don’t feel bad. Just make me feel like it’s worth it.” Krislynn bit her lip and then hooked her arm through his. Even though he would still be cold on one side, she could at least keep the other side of his body warm. Chase read her thoughts and laughed. “Fuck that,” he said. “That’s never going to be worth my while.” Then he grabbed her and crushed his lips on hers, making absolutely sure that she paid back every penny his designer hoodie was worth. When they finally got to the shooting, it was already mid afternoon, and Chase was immediately dragged off by a furious Pete so they could change the order of scenes that were supposed to be shot. “Didn’t you know we had to hurry it before sunset?” He shouted. “Who ever heard of a director being several hours late for work?!” “Why can’t I be late?” He retorted. “Andrea’s late all the time and Troy’s late everyday.” “Yeah, but they’re the lead actors.” “That’s just discrimination.” “Wait Chase. Look at me.” Chase stopped as Pete grabbed his shoulders and took a good look at his face. He was puzzled why his friend would suddenly want to inspect him, but didn’t stop as Pete gave him a quick run through with his eyes. There was nothing wrong with him. He had gone home, showered, changed and even grabbed a bite to eat with Krislynn at McDonald’s before coming over. “What’s wrong?” Pete gave him a sly smirk and pushed him so they could talk as they continued to walk together. “You got laid last night,” he said. “Didn’t you? Don’t answer it. I know already.” “You know what?!” Chase spat. He started laughing thinking how unbelievable it was that Pete could tell just by glancing at him. “Who told you? How do you know?” “Dude, it’s all over your face.” “Bullshit! No it’s not.” “Chase, you might think you’re tough shit, but you’re actually really cute.” Chase raised an eyebrow at him. “You didn’t just call me cute.” “No seriously. You have these super animated expressions so I can always tell what you’re thinking. There’s Happy Chase, Angry Chase, Morning Chase, I Just Got Laid Chase…” “Fuck off! I do not have a I Just Got Laid face!”