Snowed In

Chapter 2

Logan cocked his head to a side and studied the figure huddled in the corner of the little shelter. He had left his lamp there to go shoot some game. Due to the heavy fall of snow he could barely find any food.

Taking his gun and flicking on his safety he poked the bundle. A groan sounded out and he furrowed his eyebrows. What the hell was someone doing out here in the middle of a storm. Tugging the jacket from covering the persons face he stumbled back. It was a girl. A woman he should say. Her eyes were shut and her pale skin shimmered in the soft light. The snow was falling all over body and she was shaking slightly. Touching her forehead he yanked back his hand and cursed. She was cold to the bone and soaking wet.
Not in the least happy about this new turn of events, he picked her up and left her bags covered for when he had to come back for them. He held the lamp in his hands while the lady was slung over his shoulder. And his few birds he shot over the other shoulder.

Twenty minutes later he entered his cabin and gently placed the woman on his King sized bed. She was now shivering uncontrollably.  Sighing he went into his kitchen and placed the birds in the sink for when he had time to prepare them. First he had to make sure the girl didn't die. Being responsible for another human being was something he gave up.
He slid her boots and pants off and threw her wet socks in a bucket with her pants. She had long creamy looking legs. They weren't all together small but they weren't fat either. He slipped off her two jackets and t- shirt and they follwed into the bucket.  She had on a matching baby blue lace set that made him blush. Somehow she stirred something within him he hadn't felt in a long time. Desire.
Clearing his throat he covered her with two thick blankets. Going into the kitchen he switched on the coffee machine and started to prepare the birds. He seasoned them and placed them in the oven to bake. Satisfied with his work he set back out to collect the brunette's things.