Underneath My Skin

Ch. 16

Harry gets out of the rental car and grabs our bags. I open my door, get out, and stare at the huge cabin in front of me. When Harry said we were staying in his cabin, I expected a small little log building, but I expected wrong. Instead its a beautiful, ginormous, cabin. Its looks like its mostly made out of glass windows. It also looks to be about two stories. Harry's cabin and another cabin about half a mile down the road, are the only cabins on this street. I snap out of my trance and follow Harry to the front door.

"Keys are in my right pocket," his hands are full, and he's unable to retrieve his them.

I dig into his pocket and fish out the keys. I unlock the door and as soon as I open it, my jaw hits the hard wood floor.

Every wall around us is made of glass. The ceilings look to be thirty feet high. I was wrong about it being two stories. There's also cabin themed furniture.

Harry gestures for me to follow him down a hallway. I follow him, and he goes into the first room on the right. There's a huge king sized bed, a log dresser, log nightstands on each side of the bed, and a flat screen mantled on the wall. Luckily, there's only one window in this room, and its covered with a curtain. He sets my bag on the bed and turns to face me.

"Is this my room?" I ask.

He nods and my heart sinks. A small part of me wants to sleep with Harry in his bed.

"My rooms across the hall," he says softly. I nod. "Come on, I want to show you something else."

I follow him out of the room and out the back door, onto the huge back porch. There's wooden rocking chairs, a flat screen, a grill, a table that you can eat at, and a hot tub! Sucks, that I didn't bring a bathing suit. But that's not my fault because I didn't know we were coming here.

I look at the land surrounding us and gasp. There's a lot of tall trees, but in the middle of those trees is a huge pond, with a wooden dock. He grabs my hand and pulls me off the porch. At first I think we're going to walk to the pond, but instead he pulls me into the woods, and there's a trail.

"I don't know where it leads to, it seems never ending. But, its so beautiful down there." He says in awe.

He lets go of my hand and we walk back into the cabin. He leads me to the kitchen and I smile. Its looks like your average kitchen. Tile floor, wooden cabinets, dark marble counter tops, stainless steel appliances, and an island with barstools.

"If I give you directions to the nearest grocery store, would you go get us a few things?" He asks.

I furrow a brow. "Why can't you?"

"Because, I hate grocery shopping."

He gives me directions, I take the keys to the rental car, and head out. I refused to take his money for the groceries because, he's protecting me. Plus, he paid for my plane ticket. I slowly pass the other cabin on this road and there's a man standing on the porch.

I get chills. I can't see his face, he just looks creepy, even from all the way over here.

Luckily, Harry's directions get me to the store. But, once I start shopping, I can't stop. But, I at least got things we need. Which is a week supply of food.

When I walk out of the grocery store its dark, and there's barely any lamp posts out here. I know I wasn't in there that long. It was six when I got here. I finally make it to the rental car, after countless minutes of searching in the dark. I unlock it and start loading the groceries in the trunk.

"Do you need any help with that miss?" A deep voice asks from behind me.

I gulp and turn to face a tall, broad man. He has dark brown eyes, tan skin, and brown shoulder length hair. A chill runs down my spine and my fight or flight senses kick in.