a kid.”
“I come here all the time. Usually in the off-season, in the middle of the week.”
“Less people,” I agree. “Well, it’s not the off-season, but it is the middle of the week, so it shouldn’t be bad.”
He nods and takes my hand as we start down the path to the falls. They are magnificent, cascading from hundreds of feet up. The cold mist from the falling water makes it cooler up here, but I barely notice as I take in the scenery.
“It’s so green,” I breathe.
“Smells good too,” he adds, and leads me up a path to get a better view. There aren’t many people up here today, which is nice. “Do you know the legend behind the falls?”
“There’s a legend?”
“Of course there is.” He chuckles and points out a tree limb to step over. “According to Native American lore, it was created to win the heart of a princess who wanted a private place to bathe.”
“Of course it’s about a princess,” I reply sarcastically. “And some dude who wanted to get her naked. But the story I heard as a kid said that the princess threw herself from the falls as a sacrificial act to end a plague killing her tribe and her lover.”
“It’s supposed to be a romantic story, not a tragic one,” he says, barely panting as we climb the few hundred feet up to the bridge that spans the falls, so we can get an even better view.
I’m panting like a whore in church.
Wait. Do whores in church pant?
“I run three times a week,” I complain. “How is it that I’m out of breath from this and you’re not?”
“Because I’m an awesome example of a man, and you’re lucky to have me here?”
“I don’t think that’s why.”
God, he’s funny.
“It could be why.”
“Or, you’re lucky when it comes to genetics and you’re just in really good shape.”
“It’s the swimming,” he says simply, shrugging one shoulder. “I’m not an Olympian or anything, but it’s good for the lungs.”
“Huh.” I grin as I remember our own private time in his pool. That was fun. We reach the bridge, and when we’re in the middle, staring up at the most beautiful waterfall I’ve ever seen, I lean against the railing. Jake moves up behind me, presses his chest to my back, and cages me in, his hands resting on the stone bridge on either side of me.
“It’s so beautiful,” I say.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispers in my ear. “Are you going to tell me what’s bothering you?”
“I’m fine,” I automatically reply.
“You’re not fine, sweetness. Talk to me.”
I lean my head back on his shoulder, turn my face, and kiss his chin. “Sometimes owning your own business is hard.”
He nods and I turn back to the water. “Go on.”
“It’s a lot more responsibility than I first realized. Don’t get me wrong, I love it, Jake. It’s fulfilling and rewarding and I can’t imagine doing anything else.”
“Addie, work we love is still work.”
“And sometimes people disappoint me, and I need to get over that.”
“Why do you need to get over it?” he asks, and circles his arms around my waist, holding me close. “Why aren’t you allowed to feel the way you do?”
“Because it interferes with my life. I call in sick at work and take afternoons off with you.”
“Seduction isn’t your whole life, Addie. It’s an important part of it, yes, but you’re still a woman. A friend. A human being. Days off are not against the law.”
I simply shrug and watch the water fall before me. The mist coming off of it feels so great on my skin. It smells clean, and I can smell the trees nearby as well.
“I usually go to the gym when I need to empty my head.” But this is so much better.
“Close your eyes.”
I glance up at him, then oblige him, standing in his arms, my eyes closed.
“Now just listen,” he says in my ear. “Listen to the music of the water, Addie. The birds, the wind in the trees, the beating of your heart. Even your own breath. Listen to it.”
It’s hypnotic. I bite my lip and simply listen to it all, and suddenly, it’s as though a blanket of calm is wrapped around me. My mind stills, my shoulders drop. I can even feel the muscles in my face relax.
Jake’s arms tighten around me, and this is when I know, without a doubt, that I’ve fallen in love with this man. It’s not necessarily where we are that has soothed me.
It’s him.
He