We stroll onto the again porch with the yellow hammock and my breath is taken away as I like the huge beautiful view. It’s a freaking screensaver. It’s pure mountain wilderness from his again porch. It’s wild.

“I didn’t know individuals really stay like this,” I say as I stare on the rocky peaks within the distance. “The view from my again window is one other condominium constructing.”

“Wait till you see the sunsets from right here,” he says as he gazes on the panorama with a serene look on his face. “They’re lovely, however they all the time make me really feel so lonely.”

“Why?”

“They’re so romantic, and it’s lonely being the one one in such a romantic spot.”

I smile at him, pondering that his lonely days may be over quickly if I’ve something to say about it.

“Come inside,” he says as he heads to the door. “I need to present you the whole lack of creepiness in my home.”

I snicker as we stroll inside. The within is simply as attractive. And clear. I like a person who retains a clear home. That is the final word check as a result of he didn’t know I used to be coming. I can’t think about something worse than a person who fools you by cleansing up each time you come over whilst you’re courting after which when you get married, his true slovenly methods seem.

He has a pleasant open kitchen with a contemporary fashion. There’s a stone hearth in the lounge which contrasts properly with the decor. I prefer it. Lots.

My eyes get drawn to the framed maps on the partitions. He has all of those previous hand-drawn maps of the realm that look so distinctive and true to him. I can see what he was saying about maps being artwork as I stroll over and admire an previous map drawn with black ink on a sheet of thick parchment.

“That was the primary map drawn up of the Greene Mountains,” he says as he comes over and joins me.

My physique will get a heat shiver as he will get in good and shut.

“It was drawn by the primary explorers within the space,” he says in a horny voice. “Curtis and Malcolm Reinhard. Look, they signed it right here.”

“I need to see your maps,” I say as I flip round and lookup at him.

“My maps?”

I nod. “Will you present me?”

“I’ll present you something you need,” he says with a smile. “Come.”

I’m all lightheaded and pondering soiled ideas as I comply with him down the corridor to his workplace. There are a couple of different issues I’d wish to see past some previous maps, that’s for certain.

“Oh cool,” I say as I stroll into his workshop and he reveals me round. He has an analogous piece of parchment laid out on his large desk and he’s midway completed a map of the Greene Mountains. It’s beautiful. It’s not like a map you’d discover in a gasoline station, this seems like a map you’d discover in an artwork gallery with an obscenely costly price ticket. “Do you promote these?”

“I’ve a couple of purchasers around the globe who purchase them,” he says, “though it’s only a pastime.”

I spot an bill on his desk and I by chance see the worth. Twenty-five thousand {dollars}! That’s some pastime!

He seems so comfortable on this area as he reveals me how he illustrates them with some fancy ink pens.

I stand again and watch him, admiring how meticulous he’s with each motion of his pen. His eyes are narrowed, his brow scrunched up in focus as he sketches out the curve of a river. He’s so good at it, and by some means that makes him even sexier to me.

A picture of him clearing the desk with one arm and taking me on it flashes into my thoughts.

Would he present the identical stage of dedication and care as he explores my physique?

Or wouldn’t it be tough and quick?

I swallow onerous as he places the cap on his pen and turns to me with these smoldering blue eyes.

Perhaps, I’ll discover out tonight…

Chapter Seven

Aiden

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