“Well, this has certainly gotten interesting,” came the voice from the other end of the line.
He always had an air of understatement. ‘Interesting’ was just the beginning of how out of control the situation had become. Shannon rubbed her eyes with her left hand, then glanced across the parking lot of the lodge.
The images of the night before had kept her awake until nearly four in the morning. Still, she had been the first in the cabin to rise and take a shower, just so she could make it to the pay phone the earliest she knew she might get a response.
She had told him everything. Everything that had transpired the night before, including the intimate moment which was interrupted by insect repellent. Who could have dreamed such a vile substance could have positive attributes? And all the
