Teacher (Voyeur #6) - Fiona Cole Page 0,53
but he planned everything else around it. I wasn’t used to letting go of that much control, but I had to admit I liked the excitement of the surprise. I didn’t let myself be surprised anymore, always doing my best to stay in control. Somewhere along the way, my trust grew further with Daniel, and I liked the idea of him surprising me.
“Speaking of surprises. Where are we going after the mountains? You never told me what location you planned?”
“It’s a surprise.”
“Ugh.” I rolled my eyes. “At least give me a hint.”
“There’s water.”
I glared. “That’s a crappy hint, and you know it.”
He merely shrugged, completely unapologetic, and maybe gloating a little. “For now, let’s finish our coffee and explore. Do you have boots?”
“I sure do. Broken in and everything.”
Ian and Erik used to go on local hikes, and I made them take me with them when I could.
“Perfect.”
“What kind of hike is it?”
“Nothing too strenuous. Just a few miles.”
Nothing too strenuous to Daniel did not mean the same thing to me, I realized almost six hours later.
“You’re a savage,” I panted. The last half-mile of the hike had been completely uphill, and I was pretty sure my legs would cramp up and fall off at any second.
“Hardly,” he said, winking back at me, looking entirely too sexy in a knit cap and flannel shirt. He’d lost his jacket pretty early in our hike.
He hadn’t trimmed his facial hair this morning, and it made him look like he was made to be a mountain man. Meanwhile, I was sure I looked like a tomato dipped in water. I could feel the sweat dripping down my temples. How the hell did someone sweat when it was forty degrees?
“Besides, around this bend, and we should be there.”
“Where exactly is there?”
“The end. The views are supposed to be phenomenal.”
“We’ve already seen a ton of views. Maybe we should skip this last one. I mean, we still have to hike the whole way back.”
“This one is the best.”
Part of me wanted to collapse and cry, tell him to just leave me. I was on the edge of slipping into drama queen mode.
We’d been walking along the edge of a mountain, in and out of thick trees, coming along beautiful views. Each one better than the last the higher we climbed. Just when I thought my legs would go full diva and give out without my permission, we broke through another clearing of trees.
“Holy shit,” I breathed.
“Told you.”
Every ache and pain slipped away at the view laid out in front of me. Daniel grabbed my hand and led me out on the layering of rocks, taking me all the way to the edge. Brown with spots of green stretched out like a thick blanket covering sharp edges and deep valleys. Everywhere I turned, the view greeted, shifting, and changing. Look to the left, the dark patch of sparkling water broke up the blanket. Turn to the right, the highest peak rose in the sky. Look straight out, a valley between the ridges stretching as far as I could see.
It was magnificent, awe-inspiring.
“I figured we’d have lunch here.”
“Here?”
“Unless you’re ready to turn around and head back now?”
“God, no,” I said, dropping my backpack immediately.
Daniel laughed and gently pulled his down, opening up the top to pull out container after container.
“When did you pack all of this?”
“I was up before you this morning. I don’t sleep in.”
“Damn.” I’d been up at six-thirty. I didn’t usually sleep late, but that was still early for a day I didn’t have to go into work. For some reason, I imagined Daniel sleeping until noon, rolling out of bed and working-slash-partying until three am, just to do it all over again.
I had to admit, seeing this settled part of him broke off a chunk of who I thought he was, to reveal who he really is.
“If you want to open the bottom zipper, I packed a blanket to lay out. Nothing much, just enough to keep the bugs off.”
We sat in silence, enjoying our sandwiches, granola, and the most amazing views I’d ever seen.
Finishing off my last bite, I leaned back and sighed.
“Good?”
“Amazing.” I tipped my head back and let the sun warm my face, soaking up the vitamin D. “Do you hike a lot?”
“Not as much as I’d like.” He wrapped the trash up and stuffed it away before leaning back to mimic my posture. “Like I said, I don’t leave Ohio often. I’ve done a few trails in New York