Bearing the Midnight Sun (Ice Bear Shifters Book 3) by Sloane Meyers Page B

Tyler realized that he would regret it for the rest of his life if he didn’t at least see if there was a chance that Kat cared about him enough to consider staying with him. He knew it was a long shot, but he had to try.
    A few days before the end of July, Tyler hatched a plan. He would lay it all out there. He would show Kat who he really was, and how he really felt. He would put his heart on the line for her. It was up to her what she did with it.

Chapter Eight
    On the thirtieth day of July, Tyler and Kat had made plans to have one of their normal weeknight dinners at her place. But when 7 p.m. arrived, Tyler showed up at her door, and, instead of coming in, told her to put her shoes on and grab a light sweater.
    “I want to show you something,” he said. It was the only clue he would give her. Kat looked skeptical, but followed him outside to where he had a large four wheeler waiting. After she hopped on, he sped off toward the west side of Glacier Point. When they reached the edge of town, they kept on going past where Tyler’s new cabin was located. They whizzed through the forest, flying by tall, dark pine trees whose needles glistened in the brilliant sunlight. They kept going, past a large section of rocky terrain, where Tyler pointed out more than one Arctic fox darting in and out of the rocky crevices as they passed. After another ten minutes, the unmarked dirt road they were on narrowed. A section of it split off and started winding upwards. Tyler followed the obscure trail up through the rocky elevation, past brilliant white, yellow, and blue wildflowers. After a curvy, fifteen minute climb, they broke through the rockiest portion and onto a plateau at the peak of the giant hill. Wildflowers blanketed the plateau, and the elevation gave an unobstructed view of the Arctic Ocean, its blue water spreading out in front of them in shimmering splendor.
    Tyler killed the engine and hopped off the four wheeler, looking back at Kat to see her reaction.
    “What do you think?” he asked, although the expression on her face made it clear that she was in awe.
    “This is incredible,” she said. She slowly walked around, taking in the view of the rocky cliffs, the colorful wildflowers, and the glittering ocean. “How did you find this place?”
    Tyler shrugged. “I found it with Ryker. We were just goofing off one day, racing around on our four wheelers, and he wanted to follow that trail, so we did. We ended up here, and this has been my favorite spot near Glacier Point ever since. You’re the first person besides Ryker that I’ve brought up here.”
    Kat looked at him with grateful eyes. “Thank you so much for sharing it with me. I’ve seen some pretty spectacular things in the last few weeks, but this really blows them all out of the water.”
    Tyler grinned. Kat’s reaction was just what he had hoped for. “Don’t think I forgot about dinner, though,” he said, and stepped back over to the four wheeler. He opened the storage compartment and pulled out an insulated picnic basket. Inside were gourmet deli sandwiches, garlic stuffed olives, and two bottles of wine. There were fresh strawberries for dessert. Tyler grabbed a thick picnic blanket from underneath the basket and spread it out across the wildflowers. He positioned it near the edge of the plateau so they would have a premium view of the sun of the ocean. Then he pulled out one of the wine bottles.
    “Tyler, you got wine? Two bottles? What’s the occasion?” Kat asked. Wine in Glacier Point was obscenely expensive, due to the high costs of importing it all the way to Northern Alaska. Residents usually only bought a bottle for very special occasions. And in the months Kat had been in Glacier Point, she had never seen anyone splurge on two bottles at once.
    “We’re going to need two bottles, because we’re going to be here a while,” Tyler said. “We’re going to watch the ‘non-sunset’ together.”
    “The non-sunset?”
    “Yep. Today