I moved to the mountains to get away. Just a small cabin tucked into the hills, it was perfect.
I needed some solitude after a rough stint in the military. It changed me, and I needed time to reflect.
Now my demons and the big city are just tiny dots in the rearview mirror.
Small town life was good.
Then she came along.
Trouble in a tight dress, and I’m a sucker for trouble.
I should have known better. I should have stayed away.
But once she got her legs wrapped around me, and I tasted those sweet, succulent lips, I knew I was never going to let her go.