All Chapters of Home to the Mountains: Chapter 21 - Chapter 27

It's been a few days of blissful sex, winter prep, and river fun. The sex in his car seemed to calm Axel, and cement in his mind, I'm his, and I'm not going anywhere. Since then, he's been even more loving, if that's even possible. Once we said the 'I love you' to each other, it's like we can't stop. He doesen't leave a room without telling me, and it's the first words spoken, when we wake up in the morning, and the last ones said, before going to bed each night. I've never felt freer, more myself than I do out here with Axel. I till wear his shirt around the house with nothing underneath. We both like him having access to me in the cabin, and he uses that freedom well. But now, I have clothes to wear, when we go checking traps, or like today, when we go out hunting. We are planning another trip into town sooner than normal, so I can get my hunting tags, and we can increase the number of animals we can hunt. I also want to get trapping permits, so we can run another trapping line.

As I sit in the bare room with nothing but a chair and tabe, I look around, finding a camera in the corner that I smile sweetly into. THe row of mirrors across from me I know is one way, and I wonder who is on the other side. Will Stephen be watching this? I knd of hope he does. Whe n I parked, I saw his dad's car in the parking lot, so I hope his dad is back there as well. I wonder where Axel is. I had a feeling they would kee us apart, and as much as my skin is crawling at the separation, I know he's just as bad. THey leave me sitting for a good twenty minutes, before a uniformed officer walks in. He's large, larger than most men I've seen, but still not as big as Axel. Ms. Owens. I'm Detective Greer," he says in a way of a greeting. I nod to the mirrors in front of me. "Stephen and his dad watching?" I ask. He doesn't say anything, but the look in his eyes tells me they are. "Good, let them finally here the truth. I can't wa

The door opens and Detective Greer steps in."Ms. Owens, you are free to go," he holds the door for me."And Axel?" I ask."He'll onl be a few more minutes. I suggest you decide, if you will be pressing charges, before you leave, while we still have Stephen here at the station," he says.I nod and follow him out past rows of desks. Only a few officers look up at me, and each one of their stares make me uncomfortable, but I'm not sure why. We walk to the front of the building and through a gate to the waiting area.On the other side of the room, I find Stephen and his dad arguing. Well, more like his dad going off on him. THey don't see me, so I take a few steps closer to hear what's being said. Yes, it's being noisy, but I want to know if they heard what I had to say."What the hell is wrong with you, Stephen? Cheating? I know I taught you better than that. If you wanted to break up, you know we would have helped her out, but stringing her on like that is wrong.""I know dad.""No, yo

"Hey, Axel? I call out for him as I come out of the bedroom.I just finished unpacking the last of my stuff, and I know he said he was going to start a fire and burn the trash and boxes. But I think he's worried, if he keeps the boxes around , I might try to pack them up again."Kitchen," he calls back.I pull the flattened box with the others by the door and walk straight to him. He wraps an arm around my shoulder as he finishes the sandwiches he's making for lunch."I'm done unpacking," I tell him.He stops and looks at me."You unpacked the books in the spare bedroom?""Yes, and my winter clothes in the closet, too. I put away my formal dresses as well though I'm not sure why I brought them.It's been three days, since we went to Summersville to get my stuff, and the moment we got home, Axel helped me organize where everthing would go. My winter clothes, formal clothes books and photoes all of it so I didn't have an excuse to not unpack anything.Since I packed everything in a rush