Andy
The remaining hours to Lake passed in a blur. It was a quarter past nine when we finally arrived in the small town that bordered Bienville National forest. The tension with me grew the closer we became to our destination.
Gale squeezed my hand, sensing my nerves. "It's going to be fine. You look tired."
"I am tired." I agreed, running my hand through my hair. "I'm glad this drive is finally coming to an end."
Gale gave a short laugh. "No kidding. When all of this is over, I'll be happy to get back to Bainbridge; our tiny island where there's hardly ever a reason to drive."
I closed my eyes with a smile, picturing the cabin in my head and relishing the memory of our intimate moments together there.
"Hey," Gale squeezed my hand once more. "Let's maybe hold off on getting me worked
