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There are arms around me and lips against my skin and I can smell firewood and fresh pine and cologne.
“Mmm…you smell good, Sammy.”
That’s Josh’s voice, breathing against my skin.
His nose trails down my neck again, back up to behind my ear where I’m sensitive and shivering and enjoying this waaaaay too much. His nose is in my hair now and my eyes are closed and I’m aware my breathing is heavier and I’m so warm and I’m needing him to touch me.
A tapping noise annoys some part of my brain and I’m losing contact – he’s slipping away from me – where is he going? And what is that tapping noise?
My eyes flicker open and I find myself alone in my room in the lodge. I gaze about in the dark in confusion then I hear that tapping again, this time it’s slightly louder.
Someone is knocking at my door.A Movie night at the Lodge turns into something much more.