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I dropped the wood in my hand and moved closer to her. “What happened?”

“I think I got a splinter.” She shook her hand, then looked at it.

“Let me see.” I reached for her hand, and for a second, she hesitated, then gave it to me. I examined her finger and spotted the splinter. “Give me one second.” I released her hand and walked over to my bags that were still near the door. I opened my smaller bag and grabbed the tweezers.

Tumy walked to the couch and sat down. She kept blowing on her finger like that would do something.

I reached for her hand. “I got you.”

As she watched me, I noticed how hazel her eyes were. I also spotted three beauty marks in a row going across her forehead. My dick twitched when she licked her shiny ass lips. Her nose was no longer runny, but it still held a red tinge.

I applied slight pressure to her finger, then used the tweezers to remove the splinter. It wasn’t embedded that deep, so it was easily removed.

Tumy’s shoulders relaxed when I placed her hand on her lap.

“Thank you. I haven’t had a splinter since I was a child.”

“You’re welcome. What are you doing here alone on Valentine’s Day weekend?”

Whatever man let her come to the mountains alone had to be crazy.

“None of your business.” She shot up from the chair, went to the bedroom, and slammed the door.

“What was that about?” I whispered.

I guess my question triggered something, and since we were stuck together, I would find out why. In the meantime, I went into the kitchen to find myself something to eat. I never did find out what that was that ran across the room when I first enteredthe cabin, but I didn’t want to bother Tumy. As long as whatever it was didn’t bother me, it would survive the night.

I made myself a sandwich with some chips and grabbed some water. I took my stuff to the living room to eat. Once I was finished, I found a pillow and some blankets.

At the end of the night, I got as comfortable as I could on the couch and tried to relax.

Hopefully, Tumy would be in a better mood after she got some sleep.

I slammedthe bedroom door and paced the small space. Nobody other than my best friend knew why I was in the mountains when I should have been somewhere romantic, getting my back blown out. For some reason, telling Major that I was lonely made me angry. I was in my early thirties, running my own skincare line, and beautiful. There was no reason why I should have been alone during the most romantic weekend of the year. I was one of those people who celebrated every single holiday no matter how man-made it was. I just enjoyed the decorations and the other stuff that came along with the holiday season. This year was different, and being around someone else made me sad.

I wondered why he wasn’t somewhere with someone either, instead of being in the mountains hiking. I didn’t want to ask because then I would have to admit how pathetic I was.

I didn’t have a man, and the half of a man that was around wasn’t worth my pussy juice.

Major was all man from what I could tell. I couldn’t help but watch him when he chopped down the wood. Each time he swung the ax, I had to squeeze my legs together. I’d never been so turned on by a stranger doing something so nonsexual. I tried to hide whenever he caught me looking, but it was always too late. He’d just wink and give a slight smirk and continued chopping.

I had no business going out there to help him, because he didn’t need it, and I didn’t know the first thing about chopping or gathering wood. Any other time I stayed in the cabin, everything was already here. Luckily, I’d never been here during a snowstorm, so I never had to worry about running out of wood.

Of course, I had to go and get a splinter in my finger. I wanted to be embarrassed, but it hurt too badly to think about it. I knew how to get it out, but I didn’t have tweezers with me.

Major took his time removing it. He didn’t know how fast my heart thumped in my chest with us sitting so close together. The concern in his eyes made me feel things I didn’t want to admit. He put a gun to my face, and told me I needed to be fucked. I should have stayed as far away as I could, but I wasn’t sure if that was something I really wanted to do. My thoughts were all over the place.

Sparrow came from underneath the bed, so I picked him up and put him on the bed with me. I’d wondered where he’d gone, but I knew he would come out at some point.

My phone chimed as I got comfortable on the bed.

Daniel:

I miss you already. I hope you aren’t having too much fun without me. I’ll call you whenever I can get a break.

I rolled my eyes and didn’t bother with responding. My gut told me that Daniel was with someone else and not his boss.

I decided to send Mariah a message to let her know what was happening in case I didn’t make it out of here alive.