Free Serve His Needs - Destination by Karolyn James Page B

surrounding, and not just from the airport either.  Trying to think of the restaurant, her job, her life, it all seemed fuzzy.  It felt like she had been away from there for years.  Forgetting all that mundane stuff, the moments that were said to be reality but really weren’t, were easy to shed.  She had better things to think about… betting things to fantasize about.  She also had better things to prepare for.
    Alexander Porter would have her in the mountains, high above the world, secluded.  No condo.  No foreplay with people around.
    It would be them. 
    Nothing else.
    Nobody else.
    The snow continued to grow in piles the more the vehicle climbed the mountain.  Amanda had a few uneasy moments as her eyes played tricks on her, trying to convince her that with snow came bad roads and accidents.  Crashing wasn’t as scary as not getting to Alexander.  However, she trusted that he would pay for the best possible way for her to get to him.
    And he did.
    At what felt like the top of the world, where the earth met the sky, the vehicle turned right.  The back tires slipped for a quick second but regained traction and continued.  From the left of the vehicle, Amanda saw the cabin take shape.  Her reaction, as with any reaction regarding billionaire Alexander Porter, was the same – her mouth fell open and she lost her breath.
    The vehicle came to a stop as Amanda clutched at her chest, reminding herself to breath.  She inhaled and exhaled a few times, deep, and then let out a girlish giggle.  The cabin had a rustic woodsy look to it, but she knew it would be anything but that.  Large windows grazed the front of cabin.  Pillars of thick wood became part of a large porch.  The driver opened the door and ushered Amanda out.
    “Orders are to enter the cabin,” the man said with a quick nod.  “I’ll wait until you shut the door.  Then I leave.”
    “Are you okay driving back down?” Amanda asked.
    The man looked a little uneasy.  “I have my orders.”  He tipped his hat and stepped aside.
    A path had been shoveled and the driver had lined the vehicle up perfect with the path. 
    Amanda walked it to the porch and stopped for a second to smile.  Funny how life worked sometimes.  She could be getting to work right now, waiting tables.  Instead she took the steps to Alexander Porter’s cabin and walked to the front door.  Everything about the wood shined like the place had just been built.  Even the smell… it had a forestry smell to it, like fresh cut wood.  The snow added a chilly sting in the air, making Amanda shiver, only adding to her need to be inside the place.
    When nobody answered, she knocked again.
    She looked over her shoulder at the driver, who stood with his hands in front of him.  He nodded at Amanda and then with one hand, he motioned for her to open the door.  Amanda reached for the doorknob and when she turned it, she found the cabin unlocked.  It didn’t really surprise her even though she told herself that if she owned a place like this she’d keep it well secured.  As she thought that – well secured – something inside herself reminded her that she was dealing with Alexander Porter and that meant anything could be possible.
    Stepping into the cabin, a warm welcoming smell hit Amanda.  The place was cozy and comfortable but not too much.  She walked with shaky steps, waiting to see him again.  She closed the door without looking behind her and she stopped.  It took all of a few seconds before she heard the sound of the door slamming outside followed by the crunching of snow under tires.  When the sound faded to silence she officially was alone, in the cabin, with Alexander Porter.
    “Hello?” she called out.
    Her voice bounced around the high walls of the foyer.  She looked up to a gleaming crystal chandelier, connected to a cathedral ceiling.  The lights shined through the front section of the windows to the cabin, the ones that led down to the front door.