Madge
She was an emotional spaz. First, she was really excited to be going
back to Jackson to make the finishing plans on her wedding. Second, her irrational fear of exploding in a
plane was making her hands shake. People
had been flying safely kind of for twenty years now. She just needed to find her seat and take a
deep breath. She flopped into the isle
seat and was relieved to see the center seat was empty; it was always nice to
be able to spread out. Wow, the guy in the window seat was intense. His body was long and tall with an athletes
muscle tone. He had the coolest shaved head. His dark hair was cut as close to
the scalp as possible except it was just a little bit longer in a big wide
strip over the top. A very subtle mohawk.
Kane would never do something like this; he was a little vain about his longer
thick blonde locks, but it did look sexy all rough under a cowboy hat. You know what is super sexy is tattoos. It
made her heat up down there when she saw this guy had them from shoulder to
wrist on both arms. Damn, this guy was
the center fold of a bad boy and it had her blood heating up. She wanted to
caress his powerful arms, damn girl don’t drool! She stashed her bag under the seat and looked
over to see he was drawing in a large sketch pad. That’s when he looked up catching her
snooping. He squinted his pale blue eyes, but when she smiled he did too. They talked about his art. His voice was low
and gravely adding to her arousal. She loved his work it was all woven lines, plays
on dark and light with the most beautiful delicate vines and leaves blended
in. Something about it really called to her. Maybe she should get a tattoo? Kane would kill her. There was an especially cool piece on his
left arm and she couldn’t stop herself from leaning over him to take a closer
look. When she dared to touch those sexy arms she was literally shocked! Like her conscience was saying back off
girl. There was no harm in being
attracted to this guy. Even a committed woman could appreciate a smoking hot guy. Forest really liked her favorite perfumed
lotion; she thought that was sweet that this burly fellow would even notice
something like that made him more interesting. When the plane started to go
through the process of leaving Seattle all her flight fears rolled back. If she
kept her eyes closed it would be ok, they wouldn’t end up in little pieces
falling over the city. She compulsively
grabbed Forest. The moment he took her
hand in his she felt peace. Not like when
she touched Kane, she always got a little heart flutter it was nice but, never
had Kane’s touch made her feel like she had just come home after wandering lost
in the dark. The plane finally leveled
off and she reluctantly pulled her hand back. He clung a little and her mind
spun. O boy this wasn’t a one way
attraction? Just concentrate on Jane, o G-d
it was like the minister and Mr. Rochester!
No, silly girl Kane is more emotional about them, isn’t he? Ahh..this must be wedding jitters.
She asked him about her book and
she was again surprised he had read it and remembered it. Her fiancé had bought her the book. She had lost her worn and tattered copy in
the Snake River on a rafting trip, and it had made her pretty upset. It was so
sweet he had found a first edition and presented it to her to mark their first year
together. They had experienced an
incredibly turbulent first year, the stress of college, not being able to live
together at the dude ranch. Girls had
flirted with him and rumors flew. She just
lost her grip and allowed herself to go to a dark place that summer.
When they rode out into the Aspens
completely alone in the Tetons he had prepared an amazing spread. It was so
romantic. He had topped it off with this book.
That night as she lay under a sky loaded with stars she made a decision.
She would really try to find happy. She would let this guy shine his light on the
still dark pain; maybe he could turn it into shadows instead of pitch black. Her
love for him was a tiny ember that if nurtured could turn into a flame. She was
still telling herself that, waiting for the forest fire. If one man could try to give her the world
she could try to love him. All this
flashed through her head as she fondled her engagement ring. Forest seemed agitated so she made an effort
to just ignore him.
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