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“You need to eat, Paige. The babies need sustenance. So do you.”
I roll my eyes and throw him a sloppy mock salute. “Yes, sir, Drill Sergeant.”
Laughing, he takes my hand and we make our way around the cabin.
Moss creeps between the stones of the cobbled pathway that leads down to the lookout point. It’s just chilly enough that the air stings my lungs, but it’s a refreshing kind of sting. Cleansing. The scent of damp bark and leaves is a nice change from the city.
When we reach the rocky outcropping of the lookout, I point and gasp simultaneously. “I see it!”
Sure enough, there it is. The promised waterfall.
Mountain spring water cascades down a jagged rock face, shimmering in the late afternoon sun like diamonds. It collects with a murmur in a smoothed marble pool at the bottom. Ducks float idly around the perimeter and little sparrows dip in and out for a drink.
“Let’s go closer!”
Misha studies the slope. “It’s steep.”
“Please?” I beg. “I’ve always wanted to makeout under a waterfall.”
His lips twitch into a smile, and I know I’ve got him.
“Alright,” he says, still pretending to be surly and dour. “But carefully. And hold onto me.”
* * *
By the time we get there, I’ve worked up a bit of a sweat. The path down was a little more strenuous than it looked from the top—not that I’m about to admit as much to my husband.
The bonus of the exercise is that I’m warm. My body is flushed. Hot, even.
In more ways than one.
Misha didn’t let go of me the whole way down, and those displays of possessiveness he does so well have a predictable effect on me. As soon as we’re on level ground, I turn to Misha and pull him into a passionate kiss. I slip my tongue into his mouth and we stand there for a while, necking like teenagers.
When I finally pull back, I’m even hotter than before. But the mist coming off the waterfall is cool against my skin, and I want more.
“What are you doing?” Misha growls as I take a step back and pull my sweater over my head. His eyes slip down to my breasts.
“What does it look like?” I wink at him. “Why don’t you join me?”
“Paige, we’re out in the open.”
“There’s no one around!” I pull my leggings down.
Goosebumps rise across my legs. It might be a little too cold for this, but I’m fueled by the hungry look in his eyes. Once I’m naked, I turn and dip my toe into the water.
“Jesus!” I hiss, yanking my foot back.
Misha laughs. “I could’ve told you it would be cold. Not that you would’ve listened.”
I can see that he doesn’t think I’m going to do it. So without thinking, I turn and jump straight into the water.
The icy water closes over me like cement, pulling me down. I fight against the tug and resurface with a loud, “Holyfuckingshit!” I find my footing against the soft moss at the bottom and stand. “You’re right: it is cold. You’ll have to come on in and warm me up.”
“You are a saucy little temptress, aren’t you?” he teases. “Stubborn, too.”
“And sexy. Don’t forget sexy.”
Laughing again—a sound I will never, ever get tired of—Misha strips down and leaves his clothes in a pile next to mine.
