-Jacey- The boat skimmed over the water as Caleb and I sat on the middle seat. There was a conservation officer in front of us and two Mounties behind in the boat. A helicopter had been thrown around as an idea, but ultimately, the Mounties hadn’t wanted to scare the loggers off. The conservation
“Good thinking, son, but the landlubber is right. We’re not going to be able to see that from behind the rest of the rocks here,” the conservation officer said. “Thanks,” the landlubber in question grumbled. The conservation officer navigated the boat close to one shoreline, bumping the nose betwe
“Okay,” Caleb said, taking the walkie-talkie. The two Mounties walked slowly into the trees, following clues only they could see. Caleb sat down on a bed of pine needles and gestured for me to sit in his lap. I did and curled my head under his chin. Caleb kissed my hair and took both my hands, th
-Jacey- We stopped before nightfall, as even the conservation officer wasn’t stupid enough to go zipping around the lake without the aid of daylight. Ironically, we ended up at our old campground. It was empty now, but at least there was the fire pit where Girard started a fire. “I’d suggest getti
Girard just looked at us, his eyebrows now hitting his hairline. “You really did knock up your sister.” Caleb sighed but did not bother to correct them this time. He seemed to relax a little as I rubbed his back. “Your parents must be so proud,” Jacob wheezed. “Yeah. Extremely,” Caleb deadpanned.
“So you can run off? No, don’t think so. I’ll take Jacey up to the outhouse,” Jacob replied with a lascivious wink in my direction. I wished right then I didn’t have a bladder. “Maybe I can hold it?” I murmured, though there was an edge of desperation to my tone. I’d already held it too long. Cale
-Caleb- The small seaplane touched down on a small lake then taxied to a dock hidden by overhanging trees. Jacey leaned against me, pretending to sleep. I knew she was pretending because of the way she was breathing, but honestly, it was for the best. I didn’t trust Jacob or Girard as far as I cou
“You like it a little rough?” I asked cautiously. With a swallow, Jacey responded, “You want to give it to me a little rough?” “This time… yeah. But I won’t if you don’t like it,” I said quickly. Jacey kissed me then kissed along my earlobe. “A little rough is okay.” I rolled Jacey underneath me