Rather than eating out tonight, we grab a couple of steaks for the grill. The girls work on a few side dishes in the kitchen while my brother and I take turns flipping the meat. I use the time to remind him of what he said earlier and how hurtful it was.
“Bro, I’m sorry. Seeing the two of you together…you both look so—”
“We both look what?”
“So happy together.”
I figure as may as well tell him the truth and start with me pulling over for gas.
“Are you kidding me? The two of you just met?”
I nod. “Yep. We’ve only known each one another for a few days.”
“Had you not told me, I would’ve never known.”
“Please don’t say anything to Mason. He’s given me hell since we first started planning to come here. I was on the verge of making up some ridiculous story and then she practically appeared out of nowhere.”
“That’s crazy as hell.”
Sierra walks onto the porch and hands me a beer. “I thought you might like one.”
I bring my hand to her lower back and pull her close. “Thanks, babe.”
“Everything is ready inside. All we’re waiting for is the steaks.”
“Shouldn’t be but a few more minutes,” Morgan speaks up. “If I don’t get Breah’s done all the way, I’ll never hear the end of it.”
“That makes two of us,” she says.
When we’re done eating and the kitchen is clean, I dig out the box of Dominos I brought with me. We pull the cushions from the sofa and gather around the coffee table for a few rounds. Breah is the first to lose out, even though we’re not technically keeping score, and disappears to their room. Not long after that, Morgan says he should probably turn in as well.
With the cushions strewn about on the floor, Sierra and I exchange glances. “So much for sleeping on the sofa again tonight.”
I’m not sure what she’s implying but I may as well find out where she’s headed. “We could always pull them over in front of the fireplace. I’d probably need to thrown in a few more logs though. So we don’t get cold.”
“Okay. I’ll grab a few more blankets.”
I make sure the cabin is closed up nice and tight then pull the bean bag over in front of the fireplace. A few minutes later, Sierra slides underneath the blanket and scoots up next to me.
“You have to keep me warm,” she says and rolls onto her side so that our faces are inches apart.
I trail my fingers down the side of her cheek while the shadows from the fireplace move about the room. This is one of those ‘first time for everything’ moments and I wonder why I’ve never felt inclined to sleep in front of a fireplace until now. The crackling sounds, the dancing flames, this beautiful woman…it’s truly a magical moment.
“This is such a lovely place. I’d love to own my own cabin one day. Up in the mountains, away from everyone. The more secluded, the better,” she says barely above a whisper and slides her hands under my shirt.
I pretend not to notice that her fingertips are ice cold and move my mouth to hers. “Mmm,” I moan after sliding my tongue around inside.
It doesn’t take long for me to break out into a sweat and I pull away long enough to slip my shirt off.
“I’m a little warm too,” she says, pushing me onto my back.
She climbs on top of me and I carefully lift her top, exposing one of her breasts. Even in the firelight, I can see that it’s perfect, perfect for wrapping my hand around. I give her nipple a squeeze and she arches her back almost immediately.
“Do you mind if I take your shirt off?”
“No, not at all.”
It’s the most beautiful sight, Sierra straddling me while her breasts fall victim to my hands. When I pull one to my mouth to softly suck, I can’t help noticing her grinding against my pelvic area.
