We drive up into the mountains, regardless of the weather warnings we've been hearing on the radio the entire trip. The Jeep claws its way up the one lane trail, through the falling snow. Thirty minutes after turning off the main road, we arrive at the cabin.
I toss you the keys to the door, then I grab the luggage. You unlock the door, while I drag our weekend 'supplies' up the steps and into the cabin.
The cabin is large, but it only has one main room. A large bed right of the door, the other two thirds of the room are taken up by the living area, to the left of the door, a huge fireplace in the wall there, with a polar bear skin rug in front of it, and a fully functional kitchen on the other side of the rug from the living area.
You are exploring the room and find another door in the wall of the kitchen area. You look through and find a modern bathroom. Complete with a shower and a hot tub. You smile to yourself, thinking of some secret fantasy you've had.
Noticing the fireplace, I look around for firewood to get some heat into the cabin. There is a neat pile by the hearth, and I step back out on the porch to discover a large pile stacked near the end. I grab a few larger pieces and bring them in. Time to build a fire.
While I get the fire ready, you begin unloading the luggage. By the time you are finished, I have a fire roiling in the hearth and am sitting in the living area, smoking my pipe. You come over to join me, sitting on my lap. You wrap your arms around my neck and give me a hug.
I pull your head to mine and give you a tender kiss. "Was I wrong? Isn't this place everything I said it would be? You even have a polar bear skin rug." I say, laughingly.
I place my cold pipe in an ashtray and gently lift you off my lap. "Time for supper." I kiss you again and head into the kitchen area.
In less than a half hour, I've fixed a light supper. We sit at the table, eating, talking and laughing, for over an hour. I then clear away everything on the table and quickly do the dishes. In the meantime, you've been busy with putting away our luggage.
When I finish in the kitchen, I come up behind you and kiss you on the back of your neck, my arms wrapped around you. "I'm going to take a quick shower, then it'll be all yours." I kiss you again then take my bag off to the bathroom.
Twenty minutes or so later, I come out of the bathroom, dressed in a nice soft bathrobe. I look up at you as I say, "It's all yours, baby. While you're in there, I'll make sure we have enough firewood for the night." You go off to the bathroom for your shower.
When you come out of the shower, dressed in a soft bathrobe too, you notice me sitting on the bear skin rug before the fire. Stacked alongside the hearth looks to be enough firewood to last well into the morning.
You step out, saying, "You've been busy."
