#Chapter 301 Spencer’s Cabin

Judy’s POV I could hear the shower from the living room. Spencer excused himself to shower, leaving me alone for the time being. There were no TVs, probably because there was no cable this deep in the forest, but there were a ton of books. I didn’t know Spencer was a reader; we never really talked about it these last couple of weeks. After going through some of the books on his shelf, I decided to go into the kitchen to grab a drink of water. I hadn’t realized how parched I was until that very moment. But my throat was dry, probably from how much I was crying. I stepped into the modernly updated kitchen, surprised by how spacious and beautiful it was. It didn’t look like a kitchen in a cabin, but a kitchen in a loving home. As I walked around the granite counter island to get to the fridge, I accidently brushed against Spencer’s coat, which was sprawled on top of the counter, landing it on the ground. I quickly grabbed it and was about to place it back on the counter when somet