Rescued from certain death by her own gentle giant, Samantha Harding must soon decide what is more important – the independence she has worked so hard to build or the mystery man who appeared in her hour of desperate need.
---
Wind, rain, and mud – what happened? When did the world change from a softly beautiful morning, perfect for a walk, into this nightmare? And me! I know not to step off of marked trails. How did I get so lost?
So goes my mind in endless circles as I trip over hidden roots, slide down suddenly appearing rivers of mud, and fight through bushes sharp with thorns. With the wind and lightning getting more violent by the moment, forget finding my way back to the cabin; I just want something to hide under where I can wait out the storm! …show more content…
Sam peeked at Jacob’s face from under her lashes. Reassured by his slight smile she admitted, “I wondered if we were alone.” “I don’t remember cleaning up and changing?” she finished with a question in her voice.
There was a long pause before Jacob replied. “You were in no state to help yourself when we finally got here.” “Think of me as your lady’s maid”, he finally said.
Sam tried not to react to the image that popped into her head – an image of Jacob dressed only in a white lace apron with a lace cap – she tried not to laugh, turning her face into the pillows she lay on, but snickers turned into giggles until, with tears streaming down her face, she lost complete control. Despite her pain, Sam started laughing and couldn’t stop.
---
Jacob watched her closely, noticing the tension draining from her body as she laughed. Not understanding what set her off but knowing the intensity was a reaction to stress, Jacob was delighted by the sound. “Feel better?” he asked as her laughter wound
---
Wind, rain, and mud – what happened? When did the world change from a softly beautiful morning, perfect for a walk, into this nightmare? And me! I know not to step off of marked trails. How did I get so lost?
So goes my mind in endless circles as I trip over hidden roots, slide down suddenly appearing rivers of mud, and fight through bushes sharp with thorns. With the wind and lightning getting more violent by the moment, forget finding my way back to the cabin; I just want something to hide under where I can wait out the storm! …show more content…
Sam peeked at Jacob’s face from under her lashes. Reassured by his slight smile she admitted, “I wondered if we were alone.” “I don’t remember cleaning up and changing?” she finished with a question in her voice.
There was a long pause before Jacob replied. “You were in no state to help yourself when we finally got here.” “Think of me as your lady’s maid”, he finally said.
Sam tried not to react to the image that popped into her head – an image of Jacob dressed only in a white lace apron with a lace cap – she tried not to laugh, turning her face into the pillows she lay on, but snickers turned into giggles until, with tears streaming down her face, she lost complete control. Despite her pain, Sam started laughing and couldn’t stop.
---
Jacob watched her closely, noticing the tension draining from her body as she laughed. Not understanding what set her off but knowing the intensity was a reaction to stress, Jacob was delighted by the sound. “Feel better?” he asked as her laughter wound