“That is gorgeous,” she said when they pulled in front of the log cabin. “Like out of a storybook.”
“It’s nicer than the pictures,” he said.
“I don’t even care what the inside looks like. I mean from the pictures it was beautiful, but the outside and the nature around make up for everything. There is even a farm over there.”
“The owners are on the other side of the farm.” He could see the house in the distance.Farenough they couldn’t be seen or heard but could walk over. “They said we can go over and feed the animals if we want. I guess a lot of people enjoy that. Must be the city folk that come up here.”
She started to laugh. “I wouldn’t mind going to do it, but it’s not like I haven’t before. I’m not what I’d consider city folk.”
“I’m not,” he said. He felt like he was anything but even though it’s not like he’d been to a lot of farms in his life either.
“It will be fun. I’m glad we brought food with us,” she said. “I didn’t see any stores in the past thirty minutes.”
“There isn’t one,” he said. “This is true nature. I bet it’s nice up here in the fall too. I don’t think I’d want to be here in the summer, though there are some hiking trails to take you into the mountains. Just the thought of someone getting hurt and having to call for help makes me nervous.”
“Not funny,” she said, slapping his arm playfully.
“I couldn’t resist,” he said.
He parked and they got out and made their way to the front door before they unloaded everything. He put the code in for the lock that he was told and a key dropped out for him to unlock the door.
“Oh yeah,” she said. “I wonder how high those ceilings are?”
“Looks like close to twenty feet,” he said, looking up when they walked into the cabin.
It just took his breath away. One wall was all glass looking into the backyard and mountains in the distance.
There were two bedrooms on the first floor with a full bath and the primary was a massive loft upstairs.
“Let’s go see the bedroom upstairs,” she said.
She was all but running up the stairs and he was following behind her. There was a hallway to the room that overlooked the family and dining room below.
Jarrett turned the corner and went into the primary and saw Andi rolling on the bed.
“You look like a kid right now.”
“I can’t help it,” she said. “This is awesome.” She grabbed his arm and pulled him right on the bed while she was giggling. “Thank you so much.”
He turned and pinned her to the bed, leaning over her and kissing her lips. “You’re more than welcome and you can show me your appreciation later tonight, but we should get our stuff.”
“Yep, let’s do it,” she said. “We’ll have a few hours before it gets dark and can check out the area. Maybe get a little walk in.”
He rolled off the bed and wasn’t even in the hallway before he heard a voice yelling, “Hello?”
He moved in front of her and looked over to see an older couple there. “Hi,” he said.
“Jarrett Bond?” the man asked. “We are Bob and Cindy Moyer.”
“Yes,” he said, walking down the stairs. Their eyes landed on his gun. He wouldn’t leave home without it if he had Andi with him. Not that he ever left home without it anyway, but if she wasn’t with him it’d be in the glove box. Now it was on his body or by his side nonstop.
She never once said a word about it. Maybe because ever since she met him he’d had it on him. She was probably used to it with her father anyway.
“Are you the police?” Cindy asked.
“State police,” he said. He pulled out his ID to show them. “I’m just here on vacation.”
Cindy looked at his ID. “That’s fine,” Bob said. “Just threw us off. I’m sure you’re not the first person to come here with a gun, but we don’t see it like that. We just wanted to let you know that we are the house next to the barn if you need anything or have any problems. You’re a little earlier than we thought and I wanted to bring some wood in but didn’t want to do it without letting you know.”