Page 13 of Icy Mountain Man

“I know baby, but you'll be back. And we can start our life together.”

I nodded and kissed him, long, slow and deep.

We kissed and kissed, the minutes ticking by yet I didn't care. I needed my fill.

We walked hand in hand back to the cabin, and we hugged goodbye for what felt like hours, but I just couldn't seem to let go.

When Ford broke our kiss, he held my face between his hands and stared deep into my eyes. “I don't care that I've only known you a few days. I love you so damn much Posey. And when you come back to me, I'm going to make you my wife.”

More tears poured down my cheeks as we kissed, and I told him I loved him too.

Minutes passed and we were still just holding each other.

Finally he turned and walked away, taking my heart with him.

EPILOGUE

Ford

One month later

“I miss you.”

“I miss you more.” Posey replied, blowing a kiss through the screen. She walked me through her apartment, showing me how far she'd gotten with packing.

“You're getting there.”

“Ugh, remind me why I didn't hire packers again?”

“Because they cost hundreds of dollars. And touch all your stuff. Sometimes lose it. Or even steal it.” I chuckled, remembering the many conversations we had about it. “But the movers will be there Saturday morning, bright and early.”

Posey clapped her hands and squealed. “I can't wait! It's finally happening!”

“I know. This month has lasted forever.”

“Thank God you came a couple of weeks ago. I don't think I would've made it.”

“Of course you would've. But yeah, my hands are getting a workout.”

Posey brought the camera up to her face and winked, her cheeks flushed. “I've had to charge my vibrator every night.”

I almost choked on my water. “Fuck, don't make me drive there and get you now.”

Posey’s eyes lit up. “Yes, please.”

“Too bad you still have a week of work to finish.”

“No kidding. But I'll be there soon enough.” Posey twirled in the camera, back in her near empty living room.

When I visited her in the city a couple of weeks ago, we hardly left her apartment, unable to keep our hands off each other. It didn't matter to me. I was only there for her.

I cooked for her, we took long showers, and binged movies when we weren't feasting on each other’s bodies. And I also got her started on packing. We left the apartment once to grab boxes and I set them up for her, helping her organize. I couldn't wait for her to be in my bed every night.

“You know it's been exactly one month today that you've been in my bed?”

Posey groaned. “You're killing me. Okay, I need to pack more and then I'm meeting Karen to discuss the switch over. I'll call you before bed. Love you.”

I said goodbye and hung up, surprised she ended the call so soon. Usually we talked for hours. But soon she'd be here with me every day.