There was an unspoken feeling between us. An electricity, a chemistry that was felt when we were near each other. At first, I thought I was imagining it. But there was a moment, a fleeting look that told me he felt exactly the same.
There was that time, at dinner. He was with his wife, and I with my husband. We all knew eachother. Everyone was happily married. We were talking at dinner, laughing and his leg accidentally bumped mine. Jack's glance caught my eye and his smile told me. He was tall and charming. He had a gaze that looked through me. Like he could see everything I ever wanted. I knew it was crazy. But I just couldn't stop thinking about him.
So when we ended up staying at the same mountain resort for a conference, time had been brewing an encounter waiting to happen.
The snow was coming down, blanketing everything in a soft lull of glowing white. My husband had gone to bed early. His wife had stayed behind at home. We were leaving the conference room, the last two, when an employee came in to tell us we were stranded for the night,
"Sorry folks. You two are stuck here for the night. We cant run you off the mountain due to the weather. We have a room in our most exclusive guest cabins...we'll have you down first thing in the morning."
I avoided his eyes and protested to the employee, "I really need to get down tonight, if possible..."
"Sorry. Not possible. We'll get you down first thing. I think you'll both be comfortable for the night..." The employee shrugged and handed Jack the keys.
My heart was racing. All night we couldn't stop smiling at eachother. And now, Jack in his irresistible way, ran his hand through his hair and turned to me.
"It'll be fine, Erin. I'll call Pat and Danielle."
We arrived at the secluded cabin. Snow blowing every which way, Jack carried my bags into the quiet of the entryway. There was a fire going already to ward off the chill in the rustic, small living room.
He flicked the light switch. Nothing.