Chapter Two
That evening, Sam dropped by Emily’s cabin and gave three sharp knocks on her door. She had just come out of the shower and was wearing only a tight mid-riff baring T-shirt and panties. The small nubs of her n*****s stretched obviously against the fabric, and she realized she’d forgotten to put on a bra. Sam knocked again, and she made a groaning sound as she hopped into the living room.
“s**t,” She half-murmured to herself, struggling out of the bedroom and trying to get the last button on the top of her jeans as she viciously dried her dirty blonde hair with the other arm.
When she opened the door Sam seemed equally taken aback and half-pivoted in place as if he meant to come back later. He had freshly shaved and even his hair was a bit tidier, combed over to one side, as
