Friends with a Tryst by Kris Jayne

Author:Kris Jayne [Jayne, Kris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781944460181
Publisher: Write Shout
Published: 2020-01-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Luke

We wove our way to the end of the trail, going back and forth with our usual mix of snide, low-level flirtation. I’d stuffed my jacket in my pack, allowing the sun and wind to regulate my temperature. The fresh air and exertion working in balance.

“God, I love this view,” I said.

Erin pulled off her hat and ran a hand through her sweat-dampened hair before repositioning it. “From here, you can hardly tell we’re so close to the city.”

“Yeah, although you can see the golf course from some of the side trails. A reminder of civilization—if you can call golfing civilization.”

“Isn’t golf the height of civilization?” She smirked.

“I won’t dignify that.” I shook my head. “The best part is down a ways. A branch off the main route leads to a pool with the best waterfall. I thought we’d wander there on the way back.”

“I wasn’t going to say anything, but the waterfalls so far were pretty weak. What are we talking with ‘best’? Niagara or something like the little fountain I have on my desk at work?”

“Leave it to you to bust…me,” I stuttered, not wanting to bring up my balls. I coughed. “I’d say in between.”

Erin raised her brows and giggled. I ignored her innuendo—for now.

“There’s an elevation drop, and the creek runs through there behind a line of trees. It’s bigger than the little ones we saw on the way up. I come up here and meditate.”

“You’re so healthy!” Erin bounced toward me and popped her fingertips twice against my cheeks. “Exercise and meditation. You’re so…Luke. Show me.”

Trying to pretend the tingles in my face were from the workout and not her touch, I turned and led her back down to the beginning of a narrow, weed-covered path.

“Are you sure we can go this way?” she asked.

“Yes. See the marker?” I pointed to the small wooden sign peeping out from some brush.

Erin peered down at the tangle of groundcover. “They could use some landscaping. I would have missed it.”

“Most people do, which is nice when the park is busy.”

I led her down over half a football field’s worth of rough stairsteps until the overhanging limbs lifted into a 20-foot clearing. I peeked back. Wonder exploded on her face.

“Oh, wow.” She stopped where the plant life gave way to pebbled earth edging the creek flowing through the trees in a splashy descent over three tiers of rock. “What a perfect place to meditate. I love the sound of the water.”

Erin closed her eyes. My joy rose with the corners of her mouth as I joined her at the creek’s edge. “This spot is of my favorites on the planet,” I whispered into her ear.

She glanced up. “Better than a golf course.”

“It’s irritating they built that thing.”

“And they had to clear part of the woods for the course and the neighborhood.”

“‘A good walk spoiled.’” I sighed.

“Mark Twain, right? Wasn’t he talking about playing golf.”

“Same thing.”

“True.” Erin briefly closed her eyes again and inhaled deeply as she dropped her pack on a nearby rock.

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