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“Which also means you’ll probably be the only guest at the lodge until next week sometime.” She paused to let her eyes go around Nancy’s face, then smiled. “Can get awful lonely up there at night.”
“Thanks for the warning,” Nancy said. “But I can use a little peace and quiet. At least for a day or two.”
“Then you’ve come to the right place,” Sasha said. She stood and turned her attention to packing up the trash from her lunch. Nancy couldn’t help but notice her curves—particularly the way her rear end filled out the faded jeans perfectly.
It was no secret that Nancy had been a little more into her previous girlfriends than her boyfriends, although she could be content with either, and during her brief married life, she had enjoyed stealing glances at sexy women and wondering what might have been.
Now she was happy to be ogling Sasha. When the other woman leaned over the table, her casual button-down showed off a little of her cleavage, and Nancy got the feeling she was doing it on purpose.
“What brings you to the mountains at such a boring time of the year, anyway?” Sasha asked, pretending not to notice Nancy?
?s gaze.
“You know how it is,” Nancy said. She wasn’t ready to tell a stranger all of her troubles—especially not when that stranger was sending signals that could easily be misconstrued. “Sometimes you just need to get out of town for a little while and enjoy the fresh air.”
“I understand completely,” Sasha said with a nod that made her ponytail bounce. “Everybody needs a vacation every now and then, but it’s a lot nicer here when there’s actually something to do.”
Nancy grinned. “I’m sure I’ll find something to keep me busy… at least for a little while.”
“Well, if you get bored, you know where to find me,” Sasha said before turning to walk into the store. “I’m always up for a good time.”
“She’s always up for a good time, Maxi,” Nancy said as she set Maxine in the passenger seat and fired up the Jeep. “Whatever the heck that means.”
CHAPTER THREE
It took a good twenty minutes for Nancy to drive up the winding mountain road to reach the lodge at the top. She found herself thinking about Sasha the entire way.
The woman she’d just met had been far more beautiful than any of the scenery on the way up the mountain, but Nancy knew better than to jump right into things, especially with a complete stranger. Her former life had taught her that much.
If she came on too strong, she’d seem like some kind of a creep. If she came on too meek, she’d seem like a doormat.
She’d only just met the woman, after all, and neither of them knew anything about the other. For all she knew Sasha could just be a flirtatious hetero with a big, burly husband at home. No, better to take things slow, especially since she was a stranger in these parts.
Sasha had been right about one thing. The lodge was virtually deserted except for the desk clerk and a few maids. Nancy was grateful for the solitude.
By the time she got checked into her room, dusk was already to settle in. She unpacked her bag and stood on the balcony off her room, looking at all the naked trees before her. She immediately thought of Sasha.
“It’s stick season,” she heard Sasha say. “The nights can get awful lonely.”
She fed Maxine from a bag of food she’d brought, then got undressed and settled in for the night. She was horny – Christ, she was always horny -- so she ran a hot bath and soaked for awhile.
Eventually, her fingers found their way to her clit. She brought herself to climax quickly, closing her eyes to think about the raven-haired woman who was probably sleeping next to her mountain man husband at the foot of the mountain.
CHAPTER FOUR
The next couple of days went quickly by. The lodge at least had a decent internet connection, so Nancy spent some time sitting on the balcony with her laptop.
She caught up on emails from friends offering their condolences on the death of her marriage, chatting with her mom and sister over the phone, and hiking alone in the wilderness surrounding the lodge.
Nancy knew better than to go on a hike by herself in unknown territory, but she couldn’t quite help wanting to be away from it all, fully and completely.
By the third day, cabin fever was setting in. She was growing tired of spending her days cooped up at the lodge or trudging through the woods.
It was a beautiful place to stay, and ordinarily, it would have been surrounded by the hustle and bustle of other vacationers and guests popping in and out of the dining hall and handcrafted goods shops that dotted the property just outside the lodge’s front door.
It was stick season, however, as Sasha had pointed out, so the entire mountain seemed dead, and Nancy hated the feeling of being one of the only other people at the lodge other than its skeleton crew.
Even Maxine seemed bored. She spent her days lounging on the balcony and whining to go home.
