Chapter Twenty

Bonnie

“Follow me,” Dylan whispered, his lips barely leaving hers. Bonnie nodded, and he took her hand.

She held Dylan’s hand firmly as they traversed through the storm, making their way toward his trailer. She already felt better about everything. Partly because the weight was off of her shoulders. She had come forward with the truth about why she was running. Dylan had believed her, and he had promised that he would keep her safe. She believed he would.

“Just a little further.” Dylan squeezed her hand and continued leading her across the field.

The rain was coming down in sheets, and there was virtually no visibility. She clung to him, trusting him to find his way to his home. They passed the camp cabins and went to the edge of the property.

“We’re here,” he announced.

Bonnie breathed a sigh of relief. She lifted her head, squinting against the rain.

“This is your cabin?” she asked.

“I asked Carter if I could use a trailer instead,” Dylan explained, going and opening the door for he