His Curvy Attraction by Sadie King

Author:Sadie King [King, Sadie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-16T16:00:00+00:00

She follows me on her bike down tree-lined country roads until we get to the Sawmill Cafe. It’s nestled amongst the trees, and the parking lot is a starting point to some good walks in the area.

We order our drinks and sit outside under a large sycamore tree. We chat for a while, talking about our days, the conversation flowing easily.

“This is a beautiful spot,” she says, looking out over the trees.

“Yeah, it can get busy with tourists. They come to see the waterfall.”

“I’d like to see it.” She pushes her chair back.

“What, now?”

“Sure, why not?”

I knock back my coffee and follow her to the start of the path. It’s been raining lightly, and the path’s churned up with mud.

“I hope you don’t mind getting your boots dirty.” I extend my hand to help her over the mud, and she takes it. Her hand is warm in mine, and waves of heat tingle up my arm. She leans on me as she jumps over to firmer ground. Reluctantly, I release her hand.

We chat easily as we cover the short walk to the waterfall. The good thing about the recent rain is that it’s kept the tourists away. We don’t pass another soul on the track, and when we get to the waterfall, we have the viewing platform all to ourselves.

We lean out over the railing, watching the water cascade over the rocks. A soft spray comes up, leaving the air misty. She turns so her back is against the railing and to the waterfall. The afternoon sun glints through the trees, and for a moment she looks like some kind of wood elf, blonde hair almost transparent in the sunlight.

“This must have been a beautiful spot to grow up.”

I nod. “It was. I’m surprised you don’t remember it.”

“I think I must have blocked it out. I don’t remember much before Mom died.” She turns back to look at the waterfall. She looks vulnerable all of a sudden, lost.

I reach out and put my hand on her shoulder. “It must have been hard.” She nods and turns toward me. She’s so close I can smell her perfume.

Without thinking, I lean in and press my lips to hers. They’re soft and full and she parts them, letting my tongue push into hers. The roar of the waterfall fills my head as the mist swirls around us. Her citrus perfume combines with the smell of fresh forest after the rain. For a moment there’s nothing else in the world but her soft lips and fresh scent.

Then the sound of voices pulls me back to reality. We jump apart as a family crashes along the path to join us on the viewing platform.

Feeling like a guilty teenager, I try to catch Cassie’s eye. But she’s looking down, avoiding my gaze.

“I need to get back,” she says.

The soft vulnerability of the moment before has been replaced by a hardness.

We walk back to the bikes in silence. I try to engage her in conversation, but she maintains a polite coolness.

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