Chapter 6: Romantic snowmobile tour?
- Article by: Molly Dusek
- March 23, 2011 - 9:01 AM
Laura parked in the cabin's driveway, unzipped her parka and pulled down the v-neck of her Eddie Bauer sweater a little further, revealing a glimpse of cleavage that was incredibly risqué for February in Minnesota. She checked her reflection in the rear-view mirror, applied a coat of cherry-flavored lip balm and seductively tousled her blonde-streaked hair.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a movement in one of the kitchen windows and looked up to see a tall, dark-haired god-of-the-north peering out at her. She gasped.
Cal saw the Hyundai pull up outside and felt his knees buckle when he got a glimpse of the girl inside. He double-checked that he'd stuck the box of Franzia in the refrigerator -- he knew these city girls liked their wine, and it could only help his chances -- and quickly peeled off the last fleck of toilet paper that was covering a nick from shaving.
He went to the door, threw it open, and shouted, "Welcome home!"
Twenty minutes later, after a thorough tour, a very informal "interview" and an enthusiastic acceptance on Laura's part, Cal suggested they toast her new life and pulled out the Franzia. Laura giggled and grabbed the plastic wine goblet that Cal held out.
After topping her off a second time, Cal decided to put his plan into action. "How'd you like a snowmobile tour of the area," he suggested. "Maybe find some dinner?"
Postscript by Hugh Betcha: Time is running short, authors. There are only two more chapters left to wrap up the story. It's time to fish or cut bait.
We're getting great entries. Try your hand at Chapter 7.
And in case you're curious ...The next best entries for Chapter 6.
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