“You ready to look for that gold?”
No, he wasn’t and he had already found gold--in her smile, her touch. He wanted more of her. He wanted to drink her in all day and he disliked himself intensely for it. You’re weak. Forget about this girl. She was a good lay, now leave it at that.
He swallowed. “Absolutely.” He didn’t move. His heart raced as she rose and packed her bag. She picked up her scattered clothing and put it on. Then she prepared some crackers and sat.
She’s so f*****g beautiful, and she doesn’t even realize.
He rubbed his eyes, then dressed himself and got his own things ready for the trip.
“I think we can reach it by mid-morning if we hustle. I’m pretty sure I know where it’s at,” she asserted.
Something was different about the way she looked. Her face was relaxed, more
