Wilder in Alaska Series #1
Copyright 2012 by Anjela Renee
Nate walked into his new cabin home, a home he never even saw in person until this moment. It was just like the pictures from the listing. It had an oversized fireplace, all dark wood furniture, and bare unfinished wood floors. The cabin had a small eat in kitchen, it was snug but he didn’t do much cooking anyway. There were three bedrooms more than enough room considering it was only him.
He threw his bag on the floor and decided to start a fire, it was just the beginnings of winter and the weather was already freezing, and it would be awhile before the heat was able to get the place warm. He threw in a few logs and quickly there was a warm roaring fire. Nate couldn’t believe he was here in Alaska, of course it wasn’t like he had a lot of option it was the only pack in the United States that was willing to take him after the incident.
Nate ran his hands through his dark brown hair with exasperation, now what was he supposed to do? He stood up and stretched his long legs, at well over six feet tall he was hard to miss, he had a rugged look to him with the facial hair woman swooned over, it was nicely balanced out by his handsome round face. This was it, this was his new life. Being kicked out of the northern New Your pack was not something he anticipated but now that it happened he was going to make the best of it.
It was getting late and after all the traveling he had done the previous day he decided to turn in early, the next morning he would explore the nearby town of Nomad, he needed to get himself established and hopefully find some kind of employment to keep him busy.
Kaylee McKenna dragger her suitcase on wheels up to the rustic cabin, there was a light on in the living room and a fire seemed to be burning causing smoke from the chimney. This just didn’t seem right to her, her cousin Peter assured her she could stay at the cabin indefinitely until her divorce was final. Kaylee knocked even though she had a key. A few moments later the door cracked open to find the yummiest man she had ever seen, he was beautifully rugged and wasn’t wearing a shirt revealing a slightly muscular body with a light dusting of hair.
“Can I help you?” He barked grumpily.
“Um… Sorry I must have the wrong cabin, I’m looking for my Cousin Peter’s cabin. Let me recheck the address.” She dug into her coat pocket where the address was scrolled on a scrap piece of paper.
“Is this 567 Pine Trail Rd?” She asked nervously, she wondered to herself if he realized how incredibly intimidating he was.
“Yes it is, I just bought this house, and it was in foreclosure.” Kaylee’s heart sank she was going to kill Peter she drove all the way from Nevada, to get away from her problem’s for a little bit, and now she had
nowhere to stay.
“Could I possibly use your phone, mine has no service.” She asked sweetly, hoping he wouldn’t turn her out in the middle of the night.
“I don’t have a phone yet, but come in until we can figure this out.”
Kaylee followed him inside the small rustic cabin, it was nice and warm after standing outside in the frigid Alaskan night.
“I am Nate.” He said as he offered his hand, despite his initial grumpiness, he was now being such a gentleman. Something she rarely experienced in her life. She took his hand and shook it she felt the warmth of his touch and felt an immediate tingling desire soar through her body. She looked down embarrassed at her body’s response to this man she barely knew for five minutes.
“Nice to meet you Nate, I am Kaylee.” She took her back, and walked further into the house taking a moment to look around.
Nate stared at her as she stripped off all her winter gear; she took off her hat revealing a cascade of long auburn curls. She had a curvy average body and was a short 5’4; the most vibrant green eyes looked back at him, just begging to be noticed. She wore an unflattering beige sweater and baggy jeans but there was no hiding her womanly shape. Nate had been with many women but never had he been in awe of one. He quickly shook off the unfamiliar emotion to get back to the business at hand.