 Mason Arquette would always be the one who got away. Not that Riece Burrell ever gave Mason, or the fact he’d gotten away, any thought. He definitely wasn’t giving it any consideration as he disembarked the airplane and made his way to the baggage area. After grabbing his first suitcase to roll out on the conveyor belt, he set it between his feet and waited on the second one. His camera bag and a laptop case were slung over his shoulders, which made juggling the larger suitcases awkward. He absolutely never gave a moment’s consideration to Mason’s broad smile, cocky attitude, and self-assuredness. The term mountain man was something Riece often associated with Mason, though when he’d last seen Mason, he’d had no beard. Mason, with his agile body, muscular arms, and quick wit, had alternately amazed and frustrated Riece during their few years together. Riece could have done with some of Mason’s muscles right now. These bags were damn heavy and hauling them around was difficult. After stumbling more than walking to the area where there would—hopefully—be cabs or shuttles waiting, Riece stopped and looked around. He’d been focused first on getting the correct flight, ensuring that it was an acceptable time of day—for departing as well as arriving. Then he’d had to complete the task of seat assignment, something that required care. All those choices conspired against Riece, and he’d completely forgotten about transportation from the airport to his destination. The irony of the situation was, Riece was supposed to be good with details. He’d landed his current position as a photographer for the U.S. National Park Service because of his attention to detail. A point he didn’t miss was that little bit about Mason Arquette being his guide and escort in the wilderness of the Black Hills. Apparently the universe wanted to be damn sure Riece never forgot Mason. Gone Away is available in eBook, paperback and through Kindle Unlimited.    
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