He squeezes me tighter, then holds me out from him, looking me over with his mouth turning up into a grin again.
“I just want you all to myself, Tess. Is that so wrong?” he says, and pecks my lips.
“No.” I tell him truthfully, “But what about when a whole campsite full of other people show up, what then?”
His eyes narrow and he frowns, looking up at the sky.
“Just know that you belong to me now, Tessa. Nobody else. You’re mine, understand?” he asks me, and I squeeze him right back, pressing my face into his huge chest, resting my palms flat against his solid body.
“I’ll always be yours Sean, no matter what.”
CHAPTER TWELVE
Sean
I almost used to look forward to Brad stopping by, once upon a time. We’ve even shared a few root beers on occasion, but not today. He’s too close for my liking and I don’t relax until I know he’s gone for good. Until I see his truck fade out into the distance.
It’s not until he’s gone that I realize just how tense I am, how badly I wanted to physically keep him away from my camp. To keep him well away from Tessa.
It’s not until he’s gone that I remember he’s a happily married man, too. But I don’t care. I don’t want anybody, especially men sniffing around my woman. And he interrupted us, right when we were about to … well. It’s put me in a fine mood to say the least.
There is bad weather rolling in, I hadn’t noticed it when I was up by the tower, nor when I checked the reports today. The whole day so far has been about Tessa and I’d like to keep it that way.
We have a few days before anyone’s supposed to come up here, and I’d like to enjoy them with her.
Enjoy her, all to myself.
“Are you gonna put some ointment on me still?” she asks, looking hesitant again, and I grin like a fool at the thought, every other mood of mine vanishing at the very thought of touching her again.
Touching her down there, feeling her silky smooth skin underneath my hands.
“Why do you think I don’t want anyone around?” I ask her, and swinging hands, we make our way back into the infirmary, to pick up where we left off.
But I don’t want to claim my woman in a first aid bay. She needs the best of the best, which is something I know we don’t have here at Beaver Pines, but I can certainly make sure we’re more comfortable.
I grab some ointment from the supply room and ask Tessa if she’d like to see the staff quarters and the rest of the campsite.
“You haven’t really had the grand tour yet… our hike was in the other direction,” I tell her, unable to stop my eyes from tracing the outline of her body as she wiggles on the spot with delight. Her eyes drift from my bulging crotch, to my eyes, then to the ointment I’m holding which has her name on it.
“I’d love to see your room,” is all she can say, and I couldn’t agree more.
“I’ll show you around on the way,” I tell her, putting my arm around her and guiding her out of the infirmary, past the office and mess hall, up towards the cabins.
“It’s changed a little since I was here last,” she says, which is true. The whole place is laid out different but it’s mainly just upgraded cabins and shower blocks. Some extra safety gear here and there, but mostly it’s the same because of the natural setting.
“I think it looks better than it ever did,” I tell her and I mean it. Now that she’s here.
Tessa.
I don’t know if I’ve stopped saying her name to myself since she got here. It’s like my new heartbeat.
My everything.
“How’s the… uhh…” I ask, only looking down at her legs. I don’t want to keep bringing it up, but I want her to be comfortable. I want her to be alright.
“Much better,” she sighs with dreamy eyes, leaning into me and then yelping straight away, but laughing to herself about it.
“There’s the dorms over there, and just over here… is the staff accommodation.”
Her body leads us both towards the staff quarters, and I figure we can check out the dorms where the campers stay tomorrow. Maybe the next.
I laugh to myself, making her ask what’s so funny.
“It’s everything I’m supposed to be doing. I haven’t done it since you turned up… I think I’m finished… Washed up as a camp counselor!” I exclaim jokingly. But I also think I might be right.
“Am I really getting in the way that much?” she asks me, “I guess I’ve broken all the rules myself, haven’t I?”
“We both have.” I remind myself. It’s the bridge I’ll have to cross when I get to it, but for now there’s nothing we can do.
I couldn’t even remember to check the weather alerts with Tessa here. All I want to do is be with her.
And for now, that’s what I intend to do. It’s getting dark now and I don’t think either of us is in the mood for anything else except hitting the play button that was paused just now.
Staff dorms are shared cottage style accommodation, with mine still being the original design. I spend a fair bit of time up here, even in the off season, so it’s my home away from home.
Truth be told, it has been my home for about a year now, I just haven’t felt like going back to the city.
“This is so not you,” she Tessa says, commenting on the small country style cottage, which I have to stoop down to get into.
“I only use it for sleeping in,” I laugh, bumping my head on a hurricane lamp. “I spend most of my day outdoors or in
