Restless On A Road Trip: A Lesbian Romance by Dane Nicolette

Author:Dane, Nicolette [Dane, Nicolette]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2016-10-04T04:00:00+00:00

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“Did you hear that?” said Maggie suspiciously, looking around through the trees and brush alongside the thin worn trail underneath our shoes. “Was that a rattlesnake?”

“Maybe,” I said, looking side to side to see if I could spot it. The trail we were on, called Diamond Fork, was nestled into the desert mountains of Utah about an hour outside of Salt Lake City. According to Maggie’s pre-trip research, the hot springs at the end of this trail were not to be missed. But the stick in her spokes was that Maggie was not too fond of snakes and Diamond Fork was known for its rattlers.

“My heart’s racing,” she said. “That couple who passed us said they saw one.”

“If we do see one,” I said. “We just need to stay out of its way and let it slither by.”

“If we see one, I’m probably just going to run the other way,” said Maggie with nervous laughter.

“C’mon,” I said, lifting my brow and smiling at her. I took Maggie by the arm and hurried her along.

There were some treacherous spots on the path, spots in which we had to walk single file just to get across, else we might slide down into the river below to the right of us. Although we were indeed in a desert climate, the trail was lined with trees sticking out of the browned earth. I admired Maggie’s cuteness for our hike. She was dressed in patterned blue running shorts, pretty short I might add, a white tank, and a worn pair of running shoes. But the cutest thing of all was that she had knitted her hair into two big chunky braids hanging from the back of her head and over her shoulders. Both of us had swimsuits on under our hiking clothes as we were intent on jumping into the hot springs and messing around.

“Wouldn’t it be cool if there was this kind of nature back in Chicago?” asked Maggie, watching each step she took in case she stumbled upon a snake. I could tell she was nervous.

“Well, there’s Starved Rock,” I said. “That’s a nice hike.”

“It is,” Maggie affirmed. “But c’mon.” She motioned to the tranquil mountain beauty surrounding us. Steep craggy slopes surrounded us, a gurgling river ran to our side, the landscape off in the distance was dotted with firs.

“Yeah,” I replied. “It’s nothing like this.”

“Maybe we should move out here!” Maggie beamed. “Move to Boulder or something. I’m still feeling enchanted by that place.”

“It just seems so expensive,” I countered. “Even more so than Chicago.”

“Yeah,” said Maggie in agreement. “It’s just so pretty out in this part of the country.”

“Stop,” I said suddenly, taking one more step in from of Maggie and sticking my arm out to block her.

“What?”

“Don’t move,” I said.

About ten feet ahead of us a very large snake in desert brown with darker brown diamonds on its back began to slither across the path. I took a deep breath and watched. I could feel Maggie shake through my arm as I continued to block her.

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