Renting and staying at a cabin in the woods in the middle of winter is not something I would ever do. I am not the wilderness, roughing it type.
My idea of camping is at the Marriott. But, I needed a quiet place to finish my book and just unwind.
So my friend suggested this cabin her family owned. It is just outside a small town in Virginia. They don't stay there in the winter so they were glad to let me have it for as long as I needed it. My friend the there is inside plumbing, electric and a fireplace for warmth assured me. She checked with her dad to make sure there was wood there and gave me a crash course in how the build a fire before I left. She offered to come with me but told her I needed to be alone for a while. She said there was only one other cabin there across a small lake and the person there doesn't like company so he won't be visiting allot.
So, here I am driving up to the front of the cabin, the front looks quaint enough. Small porch with some bushes surrounding it, I am sure they are lovely in the spring and summer; right now they are covered with snow.
I stepped out of the car and just stood for a moment to take in the quiet, new snow covered the ground and I could see small animal tracks in it. Guessing they may be rabbit or fox? I followed them to the back of the cabin and as I looked up to see the small lake that was frozen somewhat from the cold, I saw a man on the other side. He was chopping wood with an axe, one piece at a time. As I watched I could see his muscles move under his flannel shirt as he swung the axe over his head and back down again to split the log he was working on. "Nice" I thought to myself. I checked him out a little more and could see he had dark hair that hung down his shoulders and over one eye as he worked.
Must be the guy my friend said lives up here all the time, she said he was some kind of a computer genius and did all his work from the cabin. She only met him once or twice and he wasn't very friendly, she thought. He likes being alone. That suits me fine; I am not here to make friends anyway. Just then he must have noticed me cause he stopped chopping and looked my way. Great.... so I did the first thing that popped into my head I smiled and waved...he just stood there leaning on the axe and staring. I started to feel uncomfortable so I quickly turned and headed back to the front of the cabin and my car to get my things inside, I was freezing anyway. I grabbed some of my things from the car and hurried to unlock the door. As I pushed it open a big gray furry shadow ran past me and through the door and inside. I screeched and jumped dropping my stuff. I leaned against the outside wall to catch my breath. Getting up my nerve I peeked inside, wondering what kind of wild animal is in the cabin and how I am going to get it out? Not wanting to sleep in my car.
There sitting in the small kitchen, staring at me was the green eyes of a scruffy looking cat. I blew out the breath I was holding stepping inside I walked over to where it was, looking down at him with my best stern look I said "You have to go now, SHOO!" waving my hands in the direction of the open door. He just sat looking at me; "MEOW" was his response.
"I don't have anything for you, now go on back outside" I told him again and pointed to the door. He started to rub around my legs.
"Catfish won't leave till you give him something to eat." a male voice said from the front door. I looked up to see my very handsome wood chopping neighbor standing in the doorway holding my stuff I had dropped.
"Is he yours?" I asked. "Catfish doesn't "belong" to anyone, he picks who he wants to stay with and it isn't for long he is a free spirit." he said with a smile. "Winter has been hard around here this year and he is having a had time catching his meals so I have been feeding him what I can when he shows up. Guess he decided it was your turn."
" I don't think I have anything to give him I just got here and didn't bring much with me I was hoping to go to the little store I saw in town on the way here tomorrow after I got settled in," I said and walked over to him to take my things I had dropped Catfish prancing around my legs. As I reached for the bag of my stuff our fingers touched and a little shockwave went up my arm and straight to my groin.
He must have felt something too cause he had a look of "surprise" on his face just for a second there was a twinkle in his eyes. A little flustered I said for him to come in and close the door it was getting pretty cold in the cabin with the door open. He stepped inside and closed the door still standing at the door like a shy teenager. " You must not be one of the Gentry's cause they know about Catfish and keep cat food stocked for him."
He said as he stood there not wanting to get snow all over I guess.
" No, Sally is my friend and her parents said I could stay here for a while. I am a writer and I have to get my book done before the end of the month and this is just the place the do it, nice, quiet." Looking him over closely this time
Nice strong shoulders filled out that flannel shirt, tapered waist, muscled legs and a noticeable "package" in those jeans he had on. His hair was dark brown with touches of gold from the sun. His face was rugged handsome but not too hard, nice smile and eyes the color of his hair, brown with flicks of gold in them. " Won't you come in and sit for a while?" I could make some coffee I think if I can find any." I said. I looked in the cupboard and sure enough there was coffee and cat food.
"No, I really have to get the wood done before night fall so I should be going." he said " if you need anything, tell Catfish and he will let me know, won't ya boy." he said with a chuckle. "I am Gavin by the way." " Kathleen" I said as he opened the door to leave. "Thanks for the advice on the cat and the offer of help." as he turned to go out door closing it. I walked to the back window to watch him disappear in the trees. Looking down at my new furry friend who was purring loudly now and watching me.
"Well Catfish lets get you something to eat." as I opened the can of food I found myself wondering if 'Mr. woodchopper' was single and what it would feel like to be held in those strong arms of his?
As Catfish finished his meal I went out and got the rest of my things, hearing the sound of the axe breaking wood from across the lake. I came back inside and placed my stuff in the biggest bedroom, the one with the bathroom attached. There were two others in the cabin, smaller with a bathroom in the middle of the hall between them. Since I was the only one here I got my pick.
I unpacked my clothes and laptop and headed back into the main room of the cabin. Looking around it was furnished very nice if kind of rugged, one couch sat facing a good size fireplace and two chairs sat on either side of that facing each other. To top it off a bearskin rug lay in front of the couch...nice touch, I thought. The kitchen was off to the back of the main room with a very nice stove, microwave, refrigerator, and nice large sink with workspace on either side or cabinets above. A wood dining table with 4 chairs filled the center. " What more could a girl want." I thought to myself. Except a fire it is getting a little cold in here. I walked back into the main room to see if there was any wood by the fireplace.... no the holder was empty. "Damn!" I said.
Looking around for something to carry wood in I saw Catfish curled up on the couch, cleaning his face and watching me. "Well, at least you could help me with the wood." I said to him. He just curled up and closed his eyes as if to say no.
So I put on my coat and gloves and headed outside. I stepped out onto the front deck looking around I saw there was no wood there either, great, where do they keep the wood? I wondered.
Just then I heard footsteps coming from the back of the cabin, it was "him" carrying an armload of wood. He stopped at the bottom of the steps and smiled, "I thought you might be in need these, I noticed when I was inside that there was none in the wood bin." he said. " Thanks so much again" I said with a smile " come in."
He came up the steps and passed me into the door as he passed I caught the scent of man, wood and outside.... breathing deeply and liking it. I followed him inside; he was placing the wood in the bin. " I don't know much about starting a fire in a fireplace, I don't have one in my little house back home." I said to him. " Sally gave me a crash course before I came up here, but."