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Share Us
“No, don’t.” I don’t want him to say anything to burst the bubble. “Two days of peace and quiet, just you and me… it’s perfect.”
He twists in his seat, looking right at me. “Yes, it is.”
***
Mac
This place is everything I could have hoped for… and more.
It’s rustic, but romantic, and as I open the door and let us in, I can’t help smiling, because it just gets better and better.
We’ve walked right in to a living area which has a large sofa, facing a wood-burning stove that’s already alight. There’s a small kitchen along the left-hand wall, with a table for two, on top of which is a bottle of red wine, a bowl of fruit and what appears to be a loaf of home-baked bread. I’m guessing this is the ‘welcome pack’ that was advertised on the website for this place, and I’m certainly not complaining, although I’ll admitmy eyes are drawn to the rear of the cabin. It’s divided from the front half by a deep red curtain that hangs from a central beam, and is filled with an enormous wrought iron bed, covered with a patchwork quilt.
Ella’s sigh brings me out of my momentary dream, and I wonder if she might be disappointed by the size of this place, or its simplicity. I look down at her just as she turns and throws her arms around my neck.
“Thank you,” she whispers.
“Is it okay? Sorry the kitchen’s so small. I didn’t realise…”
“I don’t care about the kitchen.” She looks up into my eyes, and I bend my head, kissing her.
“Neither do I, really.” She smiles and I hold her close, her head against my chest. “I—I don’t want to share you this weekend.”
“Share me?” She leans back, looking up at me, her brow furrowed.
“Yeah. Call me selfish, but I want you all to myself… no interruptions.”
“Who’s going to interrupt us out here?”
“I don’t know, but just to be on the safe side, I think we should both turn our phones off.”
She smiles again. “This wouldn’t have anything to do with you not wanting to be distracted by your book, would it? Because I honestly don’t mind, Mac.”
“It’s got nothing to do with that. I’ve made my notes, and I don’t need to look at them again… but the only distraction I want for the next two days is you. No calls, no texts, nothing to get in the way of us enjoying each other.”
She doesn’t say a word, but pulls her phone from her back pocket and turns it off, watching me while I do the same, and once we’ve both replaced them, we just stare at each other fora moment or two. I don’t know what Ella’s thinking, but I’m struggling to believe this is real.
“Shall we bring our things in from the car?” she says eventually, breaking the spell.
“Don’t worry. I’ll do it.” She opens her mouth to object, but I kiss her. “Get comfortable. It won’t take me long to unload the boot.”
“Or even the trunk.”
“That too.”
She hands me her keys and I go outside, bringing back the groceries first, surprised to find that, although Ella’s taken off her jacket, she’s standing in the kitchen, rather than sitting on the couch… but then I remember, the kitchen is where she feels most comfortable.
I dump everything on the table, and go back out for our bags, locking her car and coming back in. Ella’s unpacking the food, and I take our bags through to the rear of the cabin, leaving them beside the bed. As I turn on the bedside lamps, I notice a door in the far corner, which I guess must be the bathroom. The website advertised ‘luxury wet rooms’ in all its cabins, and I wander over, opening the door, and switch on the light. Once again, I’m not disappointed. The room is quite narrow, running along the back of the cabin, and although there may not be a bath, the shower area, which is at the far end, more than makes up for it. There’s an enormous waterfall shower head, above a stone bench, which currently has two fluffy white towels sitting on top of it, alongside a basket of soaps.
My imagination is already working overtime on all the things we can do in here, but we’ve got two whole days ahead of us, and for now, I’d rather just be with Ella.
“This is why you didn’t want to go to Newport, isn’t it?” she says, as I come back into the living area, shrugging off my jacket and leaving it over the back of the couch.
“Yes.” I smile as I wander over to her. “You don’t mind, do you?”
“Mind? How could I possibly mind?” She looks around the cabin and then gazes back at me. “Would you like to open the wine?”
“Sure.”
