Page 5 of The Cabin-A Reverse Harem Romance
Not because I was a horny sleazebag wanting to fuck his best friend’s little sister, but because I cared about her. I loved her, even. In my own little way.
Truth be told, we all did.
“Chill out, man,” Nolan said, glancing over at me, his face nearly as white as the snow on the ground outside the truck. “We’re almost there.”
“Why do you look so nervous then?” I asked him.
“I’m not nervous,” he said, holding tight to the steering wheel.
“Uh, that would be a lie,” Sean said, leaning up from the backseat. “I can smell it on you from back here, man.”
“Seatbelt, now,” Nolan demanded.
“See? What’s up with you?” Sean asked.
“The roads are really bad, that’s all,” he said. “I’d rather be safe than sorry.”
“Saying you can’t handle some snow?” I teased.
“No, I’m saying, this is more than some snow, dipshit,” he said. “More is on the way, and it’s expected to be bad.”
“How bad?” I asked.
“Blizzard conditions,” he said. “So we need to get to the cabin and off these roads before the snow starts falling. Otherwise, we may be in some seriously deep shit.”
As he said that, flecks of white dust started to fall from the sky, like his words unlocked the magic snow box in the clouds. The flakes weren’t coming down very heavily. Not yet, at least. It was almost beautiful, actually. Just a dusting of soft, white, powdery, perfect, little snowflakes. Except, if he was right, there’d be much more on the way, and being buried beneath several feet of snow is quite the opposite of beautiful.
“Better hurry then,” Chase muttered from the backseat.
I glanced back at him. His eyes were closed, and he was curled into himself, trying to sleep. I wished I could have slept as easily as him, but now I focused on the snow outside, and thinking about having to race the elements, just to get to safety. Suddenly, it became less beautiful, as I realized the gravity and precariousness of our situation.
* * *
“Fuck, can she be any farther out in the middle of nowhere?” I muttered as we slowly inched down a narrow mountain road.
The snow was falling harder, the flakes thicker and heavier, making it even more difficult to see. If we thought the roads were bad before, the closer we got to where Elle was, the worse they became. Most weren’t even paved anymore.
“Almost there. We’re almost there,” Nolan said, though he seemed to be trying to reassure himself more than anything.
He was white-knuckling it, holding the steering wheel with both hands with narrowed eyes, and gritted teeth. I had to admit, I was impressed by his handling in the snow. I didn’t like it, but they were right. I was a Texas boy, I had no idea what these roads would be like to actually drive on. It wasn’t like we got a lot of snow down in Texas. No way I could have handled the truck the way Nolan did. Still, I could see the sweat on his brow, and the way his eyes were laser focused on the road ahead. There was no question, he was stressed the hell out.
“How much farther?” Sean mumbled.
“It’s at the end of this road,” Nolan said. “Some stupid mountain resort that shouldn’t even be open in weather like this.”
“You can say that again,” Chase said from the back. “But we’re almost there now, so it’s cool.”
“Yeah, and we’re probably not getting out anytime soon either,” Nolan said. “We may be stuck for a few days.”
“Great. Let’s hope they have a few rooms open.”
None of us knew what type of resort we were looking for. All we could see were the towering, white frosted trees all around us, and snow as far as the eye could see. That was it. It was hard to imagine a resort all the way out there. Had to be the type of place people went to unplug from the world and truly get away from it all. I couldn’t deny that it sounded appealing at times, especially with the right woman at your side.
“The road ends right up ahead,” Nolan said, leaning forward and squinting hard to see out the window. “But I don’t see anything. I don’t see a resort up there.”
I leaned forward to, and in the distance, I could make out a thick plume of smoke coming from a chimney. It was hard to see, but it was there. One spot of warmth in the middle of this frozen landscape.
“That has to be it,” I said. “Keep driving until we find a place to park.”
Nolan did as he was told, and eventually, the trees thinned out, then cleared for a small parking lot. Only one car besides ours was in it. A BMW. I had a pretty good idea who that belonged to already. I guessed we were in the right place.
