Page 8 of A Billionaire's Cabin Love

CHAPTER TWO

KARA

Staring at the flames, I thought back to the emails I combed through, entering our appointments for the coming weeks. During the winter months we were slammed. That didn’t stop me from keeping a mental note of the three activities the client most wanted to do on their tour. I also scoured the internet for photos of our clients before they arrived. Remaining on top of my game helped me maintain my title as second-best tour guide in Alaska. Wish I could’ve held the number one title, but unfortunately, I wasn’t willing to travel further than Anchorage and Fairbanks. Some parts of Alaska required traveling by plane. I wasn’t willing to fly often. I hated flying. Especially, after losing my birth parents in a plane crash.

After glancing at one of his photos, I found myself still digging into his life an hour later. I knew who Collin was when I bumped into him. I had butterflies in my stomach for three days straight just thinking about him. My dreams were vivid. It was like I could feel his skin under my touch. I fucked his brains out in several of my dreams over the past couple of weeks. I was tired of being a virgin. I wondered briefly if he could be the one. The second he insulted me behind my back, I decided against getting to know him on a personal level. There was no way I’d give him my virginity. I came close in the past, going too far with my clients. Luckily, I came to my senses. They were only after a little fun while on vacation. Collin wasn’t any different. Well, he was a bachelor. He didn’t have a girlfriend or wife waiting at home. The photos I found were normally of him surrounded by several women. Collin was a workaholic. Doubt he’d make time for a girlfriend. I couldn’t even ask him why he was single without appearing interested.

He was only flirting with me because I’d be a new conquest. Shit, he was good. The arrogant fucker invited himself on my outing tonight. My friend Eric would be at the bar tonight, so maybe I should show him a little extra attention. That way, I wouldn’t fall prey to Collin. I fanned myself.

It certainly wasn’t burning hot in the cabin, but that was the effect he had on me. I almost hated him for his ability to melt my panties after I’ve tried to step out of his cross hairs. Those brown eyes and curly brown locks made my fucking knees weak. We recently hired a new tour guide. I could have told him to take Collin as his client.

“Kara.”

No, no, I couldn’t do that. What are you doing, Kara? Remember, focus on the job at hand. Kara, he’s here to see Alaska, not you.

I slipped my hand over my hair, pushing my hat off my head, continuing my stare down with the flames.

“Kara?” Collin blocked my view.

I peeked up at him.

“Did you hear me call your name?” His thick brows rose.

I shook my head. “No.”

“What were you thinking about?”

I glanced at the floor briefly. Fuck, if I’d tell him he’d been on my mind for weeks.

“Our tour,” I smirked.

My forehead creased. “Why did you take off your coat? We’re leaving.”

Jesus, his muscled arms and chest bulged through his cashmere sweater.

“Shoot, I need to remove my coat for just a moment. It’s hot. Then we’ll leave.”

He flashed a sexy grin like it was his plan all along to get me out of my outerwear.

I quirked a brow. “What?”

“Come here a sec.” He stretched his hand toward me.

A warm sensation struck my body. I shed the layers and stood. “I can manage.”

His hand swept along my lower back. A chill shot up my spine. Fuck, my body had a mind of its own.

“Do I make you nervous?”

“No, you make me uncomfortable.”

He approached the bar and poured himself a shot of vodka. “I wouldn’t ever do anything you don’t want. You made it clear you aren’t attracted to me.” He smirked.

“Would you like a shot?”

“No.” I cocked my head to the side. “Why are you smiling?

“Because my rugged little princess, I know I turn you on.”

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