"Oh my." I stand on the edge of the cliff, and it feels like you can see forever from here. But that’s not what’s so breathtaking. The waterfall going down the side of the mountain into a clear blue lake takes my breath.
Mufasa tucks his arm around my waist and brings back a few feet. The whole thing is too perfect to be real.
"Is this yours too?"
"Yeah." I can hear the pride in his voice. "If it was a little warr, we could go swimming." His hand drifts up the front of my shirt to rest on my stomach. I lean back against him, and I realize I can’t get enough of being this close to him. I worry I might be getting too attached, and I’m going to end up hurt.
"You’d have to teach ." I smile at the idea of Mufasa teaching to swim, but I know I’d feel safe in the water with him looking out for .
"You can’t swim?" He sounds shocked.
"There was never really a reason." He turns in his arms, and I look up at him. "We weren’t the type of family that did fun things like amusent parks or going to the pool."
"There is so much I don’t know about you."
I look away from him and think that none of it is worth telling. "There’s not much, to be honest. I live with my brother and I worked at the movie theater. Although after two no-show shifts, I’m guessing I’m fired now."
"Movie theater?" I can hear the smile in his voice.
"Don’t knock it. I got all the free popcorn I wanted with control of how much butter I could put on it."
"I see your point," he chuckles. "I’ve told you about my parents, why don’t you tell about yours?" I tense, and he touches my chin so I have to look back up at him. "That’s fine. We’ll get there."
He leans in and kisses one cheek and then the other before his mouth is on mine. It’s a kiss so tender and sweet it makes want to cry. So many emotions overwhelm at once, and I let out a sigh when his mouth releases mine. Yeah, I’m getting attached. How can I not when he kisses as if I’m the most important and precious thing in the world?
"How about I make you dinner?"
I nod, liking the sound of that. I don’t know what it is about his cabin, but it puts at ease. Thinking about my parents makes want to go rushing back there.
"Okay." I hate talking about my family. I really wish so things would stay in the past. Mufasa stares at for a long mont, and I can tell he wants to say more.
"Hop on." He turns around for , and I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding.
"I don’t know how you do this," I laugh as he starts to make his way back toward the cabin. I brush my nose along his neck and breathe him in.
"Have you ever had breakfast for dinner?" he asks.
"No, but that sounds pretty amazing. Breakfast is the best al of the day if you ask ."
"Then you’re in for a treat. I make killer pancakes." I rest my head on his back as he keeps walking. "You falling asleep on ?"
"No. I enjoy lying on you." I’m starting to think I’m starved for human contact. Before Mufasa I couldn’t tell you the last ti I even hugged another person. I’d never thought about it until now.
"Feel free to lie on whenever you want." He jogs up the stairs like I weigh nothing, then he puts down and I slide off his body. "We’ll see about getting you so shoes."
Is he implying I’ll be back? I’m not going to touch that one right now. I know it’s too soon for such promises. Not to ntion my life is a bit of a ss right now, so I change the subject.
"I bet this place is even better in the winter. You could get trapped out here for a few weeks." I let out a long sigh because it sounds like heaven.
"I think it would be a lot better if I had soone to get trapped with." He snags my hand as we walk inside.
"I still can’t believe your brother doesn’t love this place."
"I think he’s finally found soone to settle down with. He’s a divorce lawyer who works like crazy."
"That’s gotta be hard."
"You keep looking at the fireplace. You want to light it?"
"Yes, I love the sound of them."
"All you have to do is open that pretty mouth and ask. There’s not much I won’t do for you." He brushes his mouth against mine, and I grab his shirt to keep him close and deepen the kiss. His hands go to my ass, and he lifts off my feet. I wrap my legs around him, holding on tight until we are both gasping for air.
"Are all kisses like that?" I’m kind of only asking myself as I reach up and touch my mouth. My lips are tingling.
"No, I can promise you they’re not all like that."
He steps back, and I watch as he adjusts the front of his pants before heading over to the fireplace. It makes hot to think this is sothing different for him too.
I don’t know why, but from the mont my eyes locked with his, I felt safe. Safe enough to take things further when I danced for him. Safe enough to get in his car in the middle of the night and drive to the edge of nowhere. The list goes on and on, and I know I should trust him with other things, but I don’t want him to look at differently.
Mufasa throws a match, and the fire cos to life. I sit and watch it for a few monts as he starts on dinner.
"Do you think your brother will get married, or is he jaded?"
"If you had asked that last month, I would have said never. Now I wouldn’t be surprised if he called tomorrow and said he’s married."
"Have you ever been in a serious relationship?" I should be asking this, but I don’t want to hear about him with soone else. I also wonder if his relationships are fast and fleeting so I know how hard to hold on or if I need to start protecting myself.
"No," he says without hesitation. "But this feels serious to ."
When he looks up at , I think I might be past the point of being able to protect myself.
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