Unwrapping His Mountain Package by Madison Faye

Author:Madison Faye [Faye, Madison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

7

Holly

The snow whipped around us, the wind howling as we slowly made our way towards the cabin. It wasn’t a huge distance from where the truck was across the flat area of hilltop to the cabin, but in that weather, it took us close to twenty minutes to get there.

The door shuddered, creaking as Dane grunted and slammed his shoulder into it. He tried again, pulling back and then crashing into it as the old building groaned and shook.

“Hang on.”

I held up my hand as I slipped past him. My hand found the old rusty knob, and I twisted. The door opened with a loud, angry creak.

I grinned, turning to stick my tongue out at Dane, who sat there shaking his head.

“Cute.”

“Aww, bruised ego?”

“No, shoulder.”

I giggled as I made an exaggerated sweep with my hand for him to step inside. “After you, princess.”

“Very cute,” he growled his hand swatting my ass and making me laugh as he stepped past me into the dark, cold cabin.

Okay, the place was a disaster. I mean, there were four walls, mostly, and a roof that didn’t seem to be collapsed. But, one of the windows was blown out with a heap of snow on the floor under it. There were some holes in the walls too, with the wind whistling through them. But, again, it was four walls and a roof. And nice big stone fireplace too.

“Hey, this might work!” I glanced around, rubbing my hands over my arms. We’d bundled up as best we could for the hike over, but all I was wearing was two pairs of sweatpants and some waffle-knit long underwear beneath that. The hike over had soaked me through, and I could start to feel the wind against the wetness of my clothes.

“Might,” Dane muttered, glancing around as he set down the huge camping backpack he’d brought with us.

“If there’s no wood for that fireplace or to board up some of these holes, the truck might actually be a better shot.”

I wandered into the kitchen, glancing into the half-open fridge to find an old birds nest. The cupboards were also bare, until I opened the very last one, above the stove, and grinned.

“Well, there’s this?”

The bottle of whiskey looked ancient, and Dan chuckled as he took. “That’s one way to keep warm.”

He glanced past me out the kitchen window, and grinned.

“Hang tight for one sec.”

Five minutes later, a frozen, snow-covered Dane came traipsing back inside with an arm-full of flat, worn boards.

“There’s an old back deck on this place that’s falling apart.” He shrugged. “Perfect size for boarding up windows and walls and starting fires if you ask me.”

I shivered, nodding. “So, here or the t-t-truck?” I chattered out.

Dane’s brown furrowed and he dropped the wood before storming over to me. He shrugged his coat off even as I protested and wrapped it around me before hugging me tight in his big strong arms.

“Here. I’m not going to have you catch pneumonia trekking back to the truck tonight. Here, sit.

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