I sigh, not looking forward to sorting out accommodation.
“You shouldn’t have any problem finding a room for a few nights as the ski season doesn’t start for another couple of weeks. In fact, a friend of mine and his wife run a bed and breakfast. I could always check with them once we land to see if they have a room available if you’d like,” Jake offers.
“That would be greatly appreciated. Thank you.”
I look at Cade while taking another sip of my vanilla latte. “Please tell me a bit about where you live in Jackson Hole.”
He smiles and his green eyes alight with joy. “The house is in the Tetons. We had it built about seventeen years ago now and it’s home. There’s nowhere like it.” He has a wistful expression on his face as he continues, “It has the most amazing views with wildlife that come right up to the back porch. I’ve never seen anywhere like it to compare. When it snows, it looks like it jumped right off a postcard.”
I smile. “That sounds amazing. I’m hoping to see some of the mountains and lakes around Jackson Hole while I’m there, not to mention the wild life.”
Fiddling with my cup, I struggle to take my mind off the thoughts that fill it at the mention of Cade and ‘wild’ in the same sentence. I turn back to Jake. “You mentioned you have a sister. Is she your only sibling?”
“No, I have two sisters who are both married to great guys. My sister Beth is married to Mack. They have a boy, Nathan, he’s two now and they’ve just had a baby girl a few weeks ago. Little Edith. They’re in the process of renovating to make more room for their growing family. My other sister happens to be my twin. Older by five minutes, which she never let me forget when we were growing up. Anna is married to Justin and they have six-year-old twins, Gabe and Gaby. They both have houses built on the family land so they’re pretty close by.”
“What about you, do you have your own house as well?”
Both Jake and his father obviously love where they live because it’s written all over their faces.
Jake chuckles. “Almost. It’s been an ongoing project and has been since I joined the Marines, seven years ago.” He pauses, his eyes glazing over as if he’s lost his own thoughts, before he shakes his head and continues, “But I’m heading home. I’ll be bunking in my old room until I can get my house finished, which shouldn’t take too long now that I’m not going to be shipping out anytime soon.” It’s hard to say whether or not he’s happy or sad about that. “It’s also on the family land, so fairly close by.” He grins. “I’ll have to give you a tour while you’re in Jackson Hole.”
“That would be great.”
Cade
As I sit here listening to Rona tell us about being left at the altar and having no family, a deep ache builds inside me that I’ve never felt before and it surprises me with its intensity.
Not even Janice, the woman I married twenty-five years ago, managed to bring out such a reaction. I’m ashamed to admit the only reason I married her was because she was pregnant with Jake and Anna. The first time I slept with her, she’d gotten pregnant. Then it was maybe two years later, when we decided to try and make the marriage work for real, that Beth arrived. Not long after, Janice walked out on us for good.
I’m just about to jump back into the conversation when they announce our flight.
“Do you need any help with your luggage or anything?” I ask Rona, although I can only see her purse.
“No, I checked my luggage in. I only have my purse,” she replies with a beautiful smile on her face.
Smiling back at her, and boy is she gorgeous, I’m praying our seats are a bit away from hers on the plane. It’s already difficult keeping my body under control. Sitting so close, or in the next seat on the plane, would make it difficult to keep my libido in check, never mind the brushing of thighs that would occur in the compact seats.
Making our way on to the plane, we realize our seats are actually in the same row. With a silent groan, I head toward them. I offer Rona the window seat, which she accepts and then Jake shoots into the middle seat before I can get my act together. The shape of Rona’s perfect bottom distracted me while she was getting into her seat.
Sitting on the aisle side has the advantage of being able to stretch my legs, as I always end up scrunched up. On this occasion though, Jake sitting so close to the woman in my thoughts isn’t helping my comfort.
Once airborne, Jake disappears to the restroom so I take advantage of his vacant seat, slipping into it. I hear Rona suck in a breath as our thighs touch, as our gazes meet and hold. She really is breathtaking and I want nothing more than to take her home with me . . . and keep her. Such a ridiculous thought, but one I’m having trouble keeping out of my head.
Rona’s tongue hesitantly moistens her lips, which has my eyes following the movement and my cock twitching. This is bad. Wanting a woman twenty-one years my junior. Someone who I think my son it attracted to, even though he’s still in love with Elise.
Returning, Jake mumbles, “Thanks Dad,” under his breath, looking disgruntled to find me in his seat as he slips into the one I vacated.
“You can have your seat back if you want it,” I offer, but pray he stays where he is.
After a pause, he looks between Rona and me. “No, it’s fine.”
I glance toward Rona, but she’s closed her eyes and seems to be sleeping.
Turning to look at Jake, I find he’s sitting back relaxing with his eyes shut so, getting comfortable, I shut my eyes for all of five seconds. The minute I shut them, Rona’s there waiting for me, without clothes, in my bed.
Reaching down, I rearrange my throbbing erection and start to count backward. It’s hell being attracted to a much younger woman, one I know I can never entertain the idea of being with.
She’s younger than Anna and Jake, my twenty-five year old twins.