She strolls across the gravelled driveway with a devil may care stride. Her broad shoulders sway casually with each confident step. The closer she gets, the more I panic. The first time she sees me, I can't seem to be staring and drooling with a wide-open mouth. That's certainly not the first impression that I want to make. So, I distract myself by fiddling around my suitcase, pretending that the zipper is not working. I'll do anything to occupy my thoughts as this hunk of hotness approaches.
"You okay there?" Chitthip's kind eyes meet mine.
"Uh, yes. I'm fine. The zipper on the suitcase sometimes gets a little stuck, that's all." I stammered.
"Hey Mom." the beautiful stranger says.
My heart nearly leaps out of my chest. I can see her irresistible shadow besides me. I lose all composure around her. I willed her to look my way, but now that she's here, I feel almost unworthy to be in her presence. She is so unbelievably divine. Shit, even her voice is sexy, deep and husky with a hot western drawl.
"Oh, Lisa, you're back. Could you just have a quick look at...I'm sorry honey, I don't yet know your name." Chitthip is sweetly looking down at me, while my numb fingers continue to nervously tug on my suitcase zipper.
"I'm Jennie, but please call me Jen." I nervously answer, still too afraid to look at the person who has my senses going into a silent but crazy overdrive.
"Jennie's suitcase zipper is giving her trouble. Lisa, can you take quick look?" I only hear Chitthip's voice. I dare not even lift my head to be confronted by her glorious face.
"Sure, no prob." the gorgeous Lisa said while kneeling down on the floor. It's the first time that I feel brave enough to steal a brief glance in her direction. Fuck! Slow and easy breathes, Jennie! She still has not actually looked at me, but I'm honestly enjoying the view, nevertheless. I watch her masculine hands reach for my very lucky suitcase zip. Of course, when she tries it, the zipper works effortlessly.
"See, my girl has magic hands. It's fine now." Chitthip praises her daughter, enthusiastically. Inwardly, I'm smiling at my own crude thoughts at Chitthip's purely innocent comment. I bet she does, indeed, have magic hands. Shit! What I would give to be that zipper right now!
I awkwardly smile, ashamed of my blatant lie about the stupid shitty zip.
"Thanks. It's just a bit temperamental. Sometimes it works and sometimes it refuses to." I say, stammering like a bloody child caught stealing from the cookie jar.
Lisa stands tall. For the very first and wonderful time, she actually looks at me. Gravity, please don't fail me now. Her expression gives little away, but her amber eyes are truly beguiling. She's now so close, I'm unable to see the tiny green flecks that reflect in her perfect oval eyes. They stare back into my smitten, pale brown eyes. I almost feel light-headed beneath her heavy gaze. This woman is the epitome of all things gorgeous. I honestly could lose myself be looking into those hypnotising spheres of hers and that mouth. Shit...what I would love to do to that sweet fucking mouth!
Her persistent and lingering stare begins to unsettle me. Can she read my filthy thoughts or something? Now that really would be awkward. I nervously run my fingers though my hair as she gives me a tempting, get-my-panties-in-a-twist crooked grin.
"Well, it seems to be okay now. ma'am." she says with an amused smirk. I meekly smile, lowering my shoulders in silent shame.
Chitthip steps forward. "Listen, Lisa. Since you are here. Would you mind showing Jennie to her cabin? It's number seven. Just in case that suitcase of hers gives her any trouble again." she says, rubbing her cheek as a strand of fine hair falls on it.
"Sure thing, Mom." she says softly, picking up my now infamous suitcase.
I have never felt so awkward...so exposed around a person before. I honestly could look at her all day and all night long...from a safe distance that is. In close proximity, I feel uneasy around her. I'm unsure of myself in her company. It's almost akin to a ridiculous schoolgirl crush. You want them near you, but when they are, you feel small and pathetic.
"I'll just grab my carry case." I mumbled, leaning into the truck boot to retrieve it. I can feel her amused eyes boring into me from behind.
"Your cabin is over here." she tells me, beginning to walk on ahead of me. I slowly follow as I am lost in my filthy thoughts again - My goodness, check out that ass!
"Lead the way." I say with my chin high. As hard as I try, I know that I am failing miserably at appearing to be really confident around her.
"So where are you from?" she starts making polite small talk with me while we walk.
"I'm from Korea and I live in Seoul." I coolly reply.
"Who did you come with?"
"No one. I'm travelling alone." She quickly looks back over her shoulder at me. Her cute frown is too adorable for words. It makes me want to throw myself brazenly at her feet.
Her eyes narrow on me. "Alone, huh? That's mighty brave."
"I just needed the break." I replied.
"So, do you ride?" she asks.
Well...I'm thinking in my mind...Lisa I would really like to ride you until we are both very sore, but I will politely answer instead. I honestly want to kick my dirty little mind into next week. I feel myself blushing, knowing that she's still waiting for my response while I'm crudely fantasising over her.
I nervously tuck some of falling curls behind my ear. "Uh...I used to ride a lot when I was younger, but since leaving college, I have not really done much riding."
"But, you're an experienced rider?" she smiles.
"Yes."
"Will you come and join us on some cattle drives?"
"Hell, yeah, that's why I'm here!" I confidently reply. My genuine excitement makes her laugh. A throaty sensual laugh that makes me tingle all over. What the hell is she doing to me?
She looks away from me, still smiling. "Okay, this is it." She takes the two steps up to the cabin door, setting my suitcase down onto the porch.
"Thanks for carrying my case."
She charmingly dips the front of her Stetson. "No problem ma'am. I guess, I'll be seeing you around." She says, slowly turning, getting ready to walk away.
"I guess so." I open the door of the cabin, stepping inside. As I reach to close it, I dreamily watch her walk into the dusty distance. When she glances back over her shoulder at me, I nearly died on the spot. Her hand casually waves, giving me a sexy little smirk. Shit! I'm in such deep trouble! Deep deep trouble! I return her wave, quickly closing the door. I twirl around, doing silly celebratory hands in the air and a double high five to myself.
Yes! Yes! Yes! The sexiest woman alive has just waved at me. I run over to the bed, playfully bouncing on it. I am feeling on top of the fucking world.
I'm in Montana, living the dream and I've just met the most exquisite human being ever.
Nothing...and absolutely nothing in this world can top that.
