He’d never been to a cabin—never wanted to until now. The suffocating aroma of evergreen trees and the surrounding cherry wood made his spirit water with an irresistible desire to see her nude body pressed against his. A cautious whisper escaped her loose lips before she could retract the startle etched on his screwed-up face. The campfire they sit beside lacks the burning passion in their hearts; as they embrace, hoping it’s forever.
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