Luke abandoned his coffee and breakfast sandwich the moment he heard an engine rumbling toward his log cabin. The familiar sound of tires trudging across loose rock and gravel followed soon after. He had company.

His guests left him alone for the most part. The only reason anybody would be coming to call this early in the morning was if something had gone wrong on the property. He always made it a point to make sure all guests—both long and short term—had everything they needed up front in each cabin. And if any issues came up, there was a list of numbers hanging on the fridge in each log cabin. No one had called his cell or the main line about any unresolved matters, so he wondered what was wrong and why someone would be driving up to his private cabin, which was barely visible to the casual passerby.

Luke shoved on his work boots and pulled on a large flannel shirt before rushing out onto the porch to greet the guests. The male driver in the unfamiliar Dodge Ram pulled up close to his house like Luke was expecting him. It wasn't until the driver cut the engine and stepped out of the truck that he realized who the guy was.

Neil Grey.

"Neil." Luke grinned. "You're early."

"Yeah. Here I am."

They greeted each other with a handshake and a manly hug.

"My sis didn't take as long to pack as I thought. First time that's happened. You know how women are. How's it going?" Neil asked.

"I was just eating breakfast," Luke replied. "Well…second breakfast actually."

Neil laughed. "Of course. You're still an early bird, right?"

"Damn right I am," Luke confirmed. "I'm glad you came out before I made my rounds on the property. You know your way around here though, right? Or have you forgotten?"

"Well, I remembered where you live, so that's something."

Luke shrugged. "Hardly anything's changed really."

"Where are Henry and Nessa?"

"I didn't tell you?" Luke asked.

"Nah…what'd I miss?"

"They started college last fall."

Neil smiled. "Good for you, man. And congratulations." He clapped Luke on the back. "That means you're an empty nester."

"Yeah, finally. But it's not the same without them around here."

"I hear ya." Neil scratched his head and stole a glance behind him at the woman who was still seated in his truck.

"Is everything okay with you?" Luke asked. "I know you couldn't talk that long on the phone the other day."

"That's the thing…something else came up. The cell phone reception sucks ass around here," Neil exclaimed. "I couldn't get through. I hope I didn't catch you at a bad time."

"No, not at all. You said you were coming out, so I was expecting you. Did you get your sister settled in the cabin?"

"Ugh…about that…" Neil bit at his bottom lip.

"Is that your girl in the truck? Why don't you both come inside? There's no need to stand out here."

Neil chuckled. "That's Cassie in the truck. You don't remember her?"

Luke's gaze traveled to the truck again, but this time he didn't have to adjust his vision to I.D. the woman peering out through the windshield at him. As soon as Cassie Grey—all beautiful and all grown up—stepped out of the truck, Luke literally stumbled back a foot or two.

He could barely breathe as the sight of her instantly took his breath away. Her hair color was now a mix of dark mahogany with cinnamon and blonde highlights scattered throughout. Instead of the lush curls from her youth, her strands were practically bone straight. She wasn't a teen anymore; she was a woman.

He hadn't remembered her like this—fuck no. The last time he saw Cassie, she wasn't wearing a red form-fitting top with her plump tits virtually pouring out of the top. Her jeans shorts were so short that they barely covered more than three inches of her long creamy legs. She must have left her shoes in the truck because her feet were bare, showing off her red-painted toenails. She didn't seem to mind the dirt on her soles. When Luke trailed his gaze back up her flawless toffee-colored legs, too-short shorts, and her belly button peeking out from her barely there top, he felt his cock twitching behind his fly. He knew he was done for.

"Oh, hell," he mumbled under his breath.

"Excuse me?" Neil asked.

Had he said that aloud? Oh, fuck.

Cassie moved closer, narrowing the distance between them.

"Hi Luke." She waved.

Her mascara coated eyelashes swept the top of her cheeks as she looked him up and down. "Remember me?"

Luke swallowed and diverted his gaze away from her tits. He didn't know how to answer that question anymore. The Cassie he had remembered eight years ago wasn't the same Cassie that was standing before him today.