After driving three hours through the mountains and snow we finally reach the cabin. It wasn’t fancy and looked it hadn’t been used in a while, but it looked cozy and inviting and better than sitting in the car. Conall, being a gentleman didn’t want to get my beautiful dress wet from the snow or so he says, he carried me bridal style to the door and carried me through the fresh hold.
“Finally, no interruptions… just you and me…” He growls with excitement as he kisses me. “How about we change and get the lay of the land?”
“Sounds good. I can go into the kitchen and make some hot chocolate.” As you walk in the door, it’s a classy rustic kind of cabin. A stone fireplace on the wall with some extra wood to keep the fire going.
Stairs leading to the cozy bedroom which we’ll try that later,
