**ATTENTION, ATTENTION, this is an emergency broadcast. Repeat an emergency broadcast. A severe blizzard is coming this way, remain indoors, this will bring several feet of snow and have severe wind blasts. Repeat, this is an emergency broadcast.**
Jay turned off the radio and looked at his girlfriend who was freaking out, her nails in her mouth. His head turned and he looked at his best friend for well over 25 years. Jake returned Jay’s look and Jake started to shake his head. Being friends for that long, Jake could read his friend and Jay stood up.
“I can’t leave Tiffany alone and Rachel is in the cabin alone. She wouldn’t have heard that and no one else in our little group will go get her.”“Jay, your sister doesn’t like me and it’s not like I’m real fond of her. She won’t listen to me and you know that.”“Look, I don’t care what the fuck happened while the three of us were in high school, but that’s my sister and I need her here. And there is no one else I trust. Please, Jake.” Jake sighed, knowing his friend. Yeah, he trusted no one else but he sure wouldn’t trust Jake if he learned about the shit that happened in high school to make Rachel and Jake dislike each other. Jake sighed again.“Okay, fine, I’ll go get her and bring her to the hotel. But she won’t like it and she’s going to be pissed at me dude.”“Yeah, well she can cry over her broken engagement with that piece of shit in a room here, not be solo where it’s dangerous.” Jake nodded in agreement and then went to grab the gear and snowmobile, knowing this wasn’t going to be good, and he can’t say he was surprised by that. He loved Jay like a brother, they were that close, but Jake had no siblings and he always felt that Rachel got far too used to butting in her big brother’s problems. It didn’t help that they were only a year apart, so Rachel tended to think that her brother’s friends were hers as well, and that went for Jake.Not that Jake hated her, because he didn’t, exactly. He just found her young, immature, a little snooty, and way too damn attractive, and that was something she never thought of. With her long black hair, gray eyes the color of storm clouds that changed on her mood, and the plumpest lips he had ever tasted, yeah, he didn’t care for her. And the man she was engaged to, he thought was good for her. Or, well, that was until about three months ago when he saw the asshole at a club, clearly making out with some chick that was not Rachel. He, Jay, and a couple of other buddies had gone out and Jake had to think fast as to why to leave. But it wasn’t fast enough and Jay ended up seeing the scene as well.That night, Jake stood behind Jay as Jay told the dude to tell his sister the truth, or he would. And as of two weeks ago, the dude hadn’t. So, Jay told her, and they all thought going away for an extended weekend was the right thing to help her. Well, Jake didn’t quite agree with that because he wasn’t sure he wanted to deal with her mopping. But she had said she would stay at the cabin that their parents had rather than at the hotel with everyone else.When they loaded into the cars and Jake sat in the back with her while Jay drove, he asked why she wanted that and her simple response was that she didn’t want to see the happy couples. Not that there were many happy couples going and he figured she meant her brother, not that he could blame her. Truthfully, he didn’t want to see it either when he had his own recent heartbreak not too long ago either. Not that he opened up to anyone about it, he kept it to himself. Jay knew about it, but he wasn’t going to tell, so he was pretty sure that no one else knew.Jake pulled up to the cabin and cut the engine to the snowmobile and sighed. His eyes glanced upward at the clear, blue, and bright sky and he knew that convincing her that a blizzard was on the way was impossible. This far away, service sucked so he knew she wouldn’t be listening to the radio. And the TV was shady at best, so if it was on, she was probably watching a movie. He glanced past the door to look at the logs and was grateful that they were full and out of harm’s way if he couldn’t get her out.He climbed off the machine and unzipped his jacket before walking to the front door. Jake knew this was stupid, that she would just slam the door in his face, and he didn’t blame her. Jay never asked what happened while they were in high school, and to be honest, that’s not even where their animosity towards each other came from. It was more like two years ago, on a bad drunken night, that probably caused the biggest rift between them and he wasn’t fucking stupid enough to mention it to her brother. He shook his head and knocked, feeling foolish to even do that. He had been to this cabin more than enough times, it was almost a third home for him; second, being Jay’s home.“Oh, fuck, what do you want?” Rachel asked as she swung the door open. His eyes landed on her and he sucked in a breath. She had lost some weight, he finally noticed, and he was going to have to say it was over that asshole.“You need to leave,” he said, walking past her and into the spacious cabin. Okay, cabin was being modest. It was more like a four-bedroom, three bath, indoor hot tub in the back, modern kitchen, house settled in the mountain ranges of Colorado. It did belong to Jay’s parents though, and it was their vacation home. Some people had condos by the beaches; the Morgan’s had a huge cabin in the woods that they loved to visit, and not just in the winter, but year-round. At one point, much to his own parent’s disapproval, he had spent a Christmas up here with the Morgans.Rachel turned and looked at him, her arms crossed. She hadn’t moved from the front door and he didn’t know what to make of that. She hadn’t closed it, as if she was going to throw him out. Which was rather funny given that he was already into the hallway and heading toward the living room, pulling his jacket along the way.“Why the hell do I need to leave?” He sat down on the couch and looked at her as she walked in. “And please make yourself at home!”“I usually do and you know this. And as much as I love to sit here and chit-chat with you, that is not the purpose of my being here. You need to hop your little ass back on a snowmobile and head to the hotel with me now.” Rachel rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms once more, her hip leaning against the doorway. Fuck, he knew that look. She wasn’t budging and he didn’t really feel like going all caveman on her and tossing her over his shoulder.“No.”“No?” he questioned back.“No,” she repeated.“Rachel, there is a blizzard on the way. They are calling for massive amounts of snowfall, and very strong winds, and Jay does not want you here alone. It will be safer for you to head back to the hotel with me. So, pack your stuff, and let’s go.”“No,” she said yet again and he frowned. “The sky is clear, I see not a cloud in sight, it’s the middle of fall, and it’s not blizzard time. So, no. I don’t believe the forecast, especially if it was on the radio and Tim stated it.” Fuck, yeah, there was that part that he didn’t think about. Her ex was the local weatherman and often did the news and radio shows. She wasn’t going to believe him, even if that was his job. Great, this was going to be a lot harder than he thought. Maybe he shouldn’t have mentioned that part after all? Oh well, he had no choice now.“Rachel, Jay was already uncomfortable with you being here alone. And it is rather far away from anyone or anything.” Which was what the Morgans wanted when they had bought the cabin, but it was always someone else, no one came alone. And sure, it could handle a blizzard, but if something went wrong, there was no one to know of anything, and that was the scary part. “He’s freaking out and you know how your brother is.”“And I’m old enough to make my own choices and right now, I’m not going. We’ve only been up here two days; don’t you think I checked the forecast prior to leaving? Nothing was even mentioned. So, no, not leaving.” Jake sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. God damn, he didn’t want to do this, he really didn’t. But if there was anything he knew about this family, it was just how stubborn they could be.He stood up, faced her, and shrugged. Her eyes narrowed but he didn’t care. Jake walked to her, picked her up, and tossed her over his shoulders, ignoring her cries and the pounding on his back. He would deal with everything when he got back to the hotel. Jake yanked the door back open and quickly stopped in his tracks. Just 15 minutes earlier the sky was bright with blueness and sunshine but now the dark, menacing clouds were rolling in, and fast. And he knew they wouldn’t make it back to the hotel in that storm.“Let me go, Jake! There is no reason to manhandle me like this,” she complained, hitting his back, although it wasn’t doing much good, and truthfully, she should know better. He paused, and for a brief nano-second, she thought he was going to put her down. But then he took a step back away from the door, shut it, and finally sat her down on her feet. “What the hell?!” With that, she turned around and yanked the door back open, the quick gust of wind smacking the cold and the snow right into her face. Her eyes glanced upward at the darkening clouds and she gasped. “We won’t make it back to the hotel,” Jake said and she rolled her eyes. ‘No shit, Sherlock,’ she thought to herself. “Did the forecaster have any idea how long this might be?” Jake lifted a brow at her question and she just shrugged. She might have issues with her ex, but she wasn’t always dumb not to buy the things he said. She also saw those clouds, knew how they could be, and knew that
Jake wanted to believe he had come to the wrong conclusion, that he wasn’t possibly hearing that she got ditched by the man who was supposed to love her? Because he knew his extended family, and no one came up alone, there were just too many variables that could happen. So, unless siblings came up, or couples did, that was it. And he could have seen her coming up with Tim. He just didn’t think Tim was that much of an asshole to let her come up alone. And yeah, he could see Jay flipping out on this one and he could see her parents demanding she give the cabin key back and she wouldn’t be allowed to come up unless it was the family. “Rachel, that’s a lot, anything could happen while up here.” She curled her legs up under the blanket and rested her head there. “I know, Jake. I managed them just fine though. Sure the first one had me freaking out, but I’m not a little kid and I’m not dumb.” “Want to explain why he wasn’t up here the first time?” She c
She watched Jake as he sat there for a few minutes, quiet before he got up to go to the kitchen. He needed space, she knew that, and she was going to give it to him. But she wasn’t going to let the question go without an answer. He had pestered her then she can pester him. He claimed they weren’t friends, but that wasn’t quite true either. They maybe didn’t always confide in each other, but they did talk and they did care about one another, even on a low level. Finally, she got up, tossed the blanket down, and made her way into the kitchen. She crossed her arms as she leaned against the doorway and watched him. He was such a good-looking guy and she often wondered what kept him from having a decent relationship. “What?” he grumbled, causing her to smile. “You don’t scare me, Jake, so the big bad wolf can happily trot his little ass away.” She almost smiled as his lips quirked up at that. “Funny reference because the bi
The silence was loud, buzzing in his ears, and he hated it, always had. But after the question with no comment, not that he needed it; he wasn’t sure what to say. The cabin was sufficient enough to stay for months, it was another home, but it wasn’t done, it wasn’t stayed at for that long because of blizzards or other things, it just wasn’t something anyone had done before. And because it was so secluded and everything was so spotty in service no one stayed more than a couple of days. But if Rachel had every intention of staying longer, that meant she really needed time away and that went just beyond her relationship with Tim. Jake turned his head and looked at her. She sat with her legs curled under her, her elbow resting on the couch, and her head on her hand. It was a peaceful look, but he knew her, and she was probably far from peaceful right now. God damn did he want to ask more, but the look in her eyes when she talked about Tim really drew him up short and he wasn
Rachel let her mind run over Jake’s words again and again as she made their lunch, which she wasn’t even certain why she was being that nice to him. She figured since she was probably making one of their last hot meals, might as well make enough to cover both of them. But, still, he was being an asshole and he didn’t need to be. She also hated, with the biggest passion she could manage, when he acted like that. So, after he tossed those cruel words out, she tossed her blanket on the couch, grabbed her book from the room, and left him to deal with the silence while she stayed at the kitchen table. Or, well that was until about twenty minutes ago when her stomach wouldn’t let her not eat anymore and she was forced to get up and make something. Again, she didn’t have to be nice, but she wasn’t a bitch either. Maybe that was her problem? She had come to the cabin to lick her wounds, to heal from the heartache she was given. And she didn’t get the tim
Jake got up, stormed away from the table, and shook his head. What had he been thinking when he did that? The truth was nothing. Or well, he was. He was thinking about the look he saw on Rachel’s face, how she thought she was odd, and fuck if he didn’t want to change it. He wanted to convince her that she wasn’t odd, that she was beautiful, and that any man would be lucky to have her. So, he kissed her. However, the fucked up part of his mind was also speaking up and he was using all of that as an excuse. He kissed her, in part, because he wanted to. There was no denying that, just like he couldn’t deny that even a simple kiss, like what they shared, got his blood going. And damn it all to hell, he wanted more. But when it came to that woman, he knew better, he always wanted more. He stormed to the living room and ran his hands through his hair as he stared outside. Right now, after something like that, he would love to be outside, taking in
She stared at him, her eyes round; she knew that because she had no clue what she was doing. Well, no, that’s a lie. She knew perfectly well that she wanted to kiss him, and she did. And she figured if she did that then he couldn’t stop her. And he didn’t, which spoke volumes. However, it wasn’t something that should have happened and the look in his own eyes said that. But why, was the question? She really couldn’t believe it was all Jay. She ignored pretty much everything her brother told her anyways about the guys she had been with. She moved back to her side of the couch and grabbed her cell, surprised to see that a text had even made its way in. Out here, that was so uncommon. She opened the screen and saw the message from Jay hoping that she was okay and that Jake was with her. And that to be smart, wait out the storm, and not do anything stupid. Rachel glanced up at the bars, noticed her signal was gone, and that she couldn’t respond. Well, what w
Jake saw the look in her eyes, the hurt, and the anger. And damn did he want to do nothing else but tell her about a promise that a stupid hormonal teenager made to his best friend and then got constantly reminded of it as they grew up. He wanted to open up about a comment that was made by him and a prom date that she had and a wish to take her to prom instead. He wanted to say he knew about the first guy she slept with him and how he punched him a couple of times after school because he wanted to be her first. Yeah, there were a lot of things he wanted to say, but he couldn’t. Why? Because he also promised Jay that that promise would never come up, not any time that Jake was talking to Rachel. And because of that fucking promise, he had to pull away from her. Especially that night because had Jay ever walked in on them; ever seen them in an embrace other than friendly, Jay would have killed him. He had already gotten that run down and he didn’t care to
Jake sat up as well, his brows pulled together in confusion. He wasn’t sure how she got into her head, but she did, and he could feel the moment she pulled away. He wanted to pull her back in his arms, but he knew her well enough, she would just refuse, and it would lead to an argument. And as he watched her pull his shirt on, he wanted to comment on how sexy she looked in his clothes, but he knew that wouldn’t work either. So, with quite the effort, he wrapped the blanket around his bottom half and crossed his arms. “Okay, you have my shirt, what am I going to wear?” She jumped at the sound of his voice, and he knew right away she was far into her head and her thoughts and pulling her out was about impossible, at least for the moment. He was going to have to give her time and that was the one thing he didn’t want to do. The time between them without talking never led to anything good. “Hey,” he softly said as he grabbed her arm lightly and drew her near. “Talk to
She couldn’t say her favorite position had ever been on top because it wasn’t. Not that she didn’t like the control, because she did, what female didn’t, right? But for her, she always felt like it wasn’t good like she failed in pleasing any man this way. But the way Jake stared up at her, the way his eyes roamed over her body, set her own desire skyrocketing. She had never seen him look at her like that, and she loved it. Hell, she wanted a lot more of it. And if that meant that being in this position was going to get looks like that, she would fucking do it all the time. Her nails scored along his shoulders as she rocked her hips slowly, his soft moans making her legs shake even more. She couldn’t say any of her lovers were ever as vocal as Jake, and she had to admit, it was a serious turn-on to her. Not that he needed to cry loudly, or even scream, but his moans, his kisses, and his pinches let her know that he always seemed to enjoy something she did. Even wit
Jake watched as Rachel glanced downward and he knew what she was seeing. But he had no urge to stop or deny it. Those images that flashed through his mind when she was talking were hot as fuck and she knew that. He knew her well enough that she was having problems just like he was. He wouldn’t dare be the ass and let her think she was alone in that department, wanting something that she couldn’t have. So, he gathered up his wits and walked over, knowing what she was doing. Fuck, he even agreed with her, the coldness was bound to help the fire and flames right? Or maybe not given that it was worse knowing she was in the same fucking boat. His hand reached out and cupped her cheek, his thumb running along her cheekbone. Of all the ladies he laid eyes on, this one before him was the one he always found the most beautiful and enchanting, and she didn’t try. That was one of the best features about her. Her face was rounded, her eyes mysterious but capturing, her lips
She closed her eyes as she lay against him, sucking in his warmth and giving him hers. She should have climbed off of him, she knew that. Should have grabbed a blanket and given him that rather than use herself. But she didn’t want to move. She could also feel what being this close was doing to him and she was having her own issues. If she shifted, she could rub against him, but she knew that wouldn’t stop the ache, it would only make it worse. And she was smarter than that; she didn’t need any more issues than she was already having. So, she started to sit up to pull away but his arms locked around her even tighter and she turned to look at him. Rachel watched and smiled as he shook his head slightly. “I don’t want to give up your warmth yet. And even if you move for the blankets, that’s too long and too cold. Just stay here for another moment.” She nodded and laid her head back down and covered him once more. She could feel the change in the cabin, cou
Jake saw the look in her eyes, the hurt, and the anger. And damn did he want to do nothing else but tell her about a promise that a stupid hormonal teenager made to his best friend and then got constantly reminded of it as they grew up. He wanted to open up about a comment that was made by him and a prom date that she had and a wish to take her to prom instead. He wanted to say he knew about the first guy she slept with him and how he punched him a couple of times after school because he wanted to be her first. Yeah, there were a lot of things he wanted to say, but he couldn’t. Why? Because he also promised Jay that that promise would never come up, not any time that Jake was talking to Rachel. And because of that fucking promise, he had to pull away from her. Especially that night because had Jay ever walked in on them; ever seen them in an embrace other than friendly, Jay would have killed him. He had already gotten that run down and he didn’t care to
She stared at him, her eyes round; she knew that because she had no clue what she was doing. Well, no, that’s a lie. She knew perfectly well that she wanted to kiss him, and she did. And she figured if she did that then he couldn’t stop her. And he didn’t, which spoke volumes. However, it wasn’t something that should have happened and the look in his own eyes said that. But why, was the question? She really couldn’t believe it was all Jay. She ignored pretty much everything her brother told her anyways about the guys she had been with. She moved back to her side of the couch and grabbed her cell, surprised to see that a text had even made its way in. Out here, that was so uncommon. She opened the screen and saw the message from Jay hoping that she was okay and that Jake was with her. And that to be smart, wait out the storm, and not do anything stupid. Rachel glanced up at the bars, noticed her signal was gone, and that she couldn’t respond. Well, what w
Jake got up, stormed away from the table, and shook his head. What had he been thinking when he did that? The truth was nothing. Or well, he was. He was thinking about the look he saw on Rachel’s face, how she thought she was odd, and fuck if he didn’t want to change it. He wanted to convince her that she wasn’t odd, that she was beautiful, and that any man would be lucky to have her. So, he kissed her. However, the fucked up part of his mind was also speaking up and he was using all of that as an excuse. He kissed her, in part, because he wanted to. There was no denying that, just like he couldn’t deny that even a simple kiss, like what they shared, got his blood going. And damn it all to hell, he wanted more. But when it came to that woman, he knew better, he always wanted more. He stormed to the living room and ran his hands through his hair as he stared outside. Right now, after something like that, he would love to be outside, taking in
Rachel let her mind run over Jake’s words again and again as she made their lunch, which she wasn’t even certain why she was being that nice to him. She figured since she was probably making one of their last hot meals, might as well make enough to cover both of them. But, still, he was being an asshole and he didn’t need to be. She also hated, with the biggest passion she could manage, when he acted like that. So, after he tossed those cruel words out, she tossed her blanket on the couch, grabbed her book from the room, and left him to deal with the silence while she stayed at the kitchen table. Or, well that was until about twenty minutes ago when her stomach wouldn’t let her not eat anymore and she was forced to get up and make something. Again, she didn’t have to be nice, but she wasn’t a bitch either. Maybe that was her problem? She had come to the cabin to lick her wounds, to heal from the heartache she was given. And she didn’t get the tim
The silence was loud, buzzing in his ears, and he hated it, always had. But after the question with no comment, not that he needed it; he wasn’t sure what to say. The cabin was sufficient enough to stay for months, it was another home, but it wasn’t done, it wasn’t stayed at for that long because of blizzards or other things, it just wasn’t something anyone had done before. And because it was so secluded and everything was so spotty in service no one stayed more than a couple of days. But if Rachel had every intention of staying longer, that meant she really needed time away and that went just beyond her relationship with Tim. Jake turned his head and looked at her. She sat with her legs curled under her, her elbow resting on the couch, and her head on her hand. It was a peaceful look, but he knew her, and she was probably far from peaceful right now. God damn did he want to ask more, but the look in her eyes when she talked about Tim really drew him up short and he wasn