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lips against mine as I felt the warmth of his breath. He moaned as he scooped me into his arms. I was so lost in his embrace, willingly opening my lips as he stroked his tongue against them. I reveled in the dance our tongues participated in until my mind snapped back to reality and I roused against his chest breaking the kiss.
     
    “It’s too much too soon, Alan. I’m sorry. I know nothing about you and I am just not like this. This just isn’t what I do,” I argued more with myself than with him.
     
    Alan smiled down at me stroking my lips with his finger and saying “Okay, I can wait. I am a very patient man. But just know I have no intention of giving up. You are incredibly sexy and beautiful and I want to spend time getting to know everything I can about you.”
     
    Before letting go of me and walking back towards our cabins, he ran his fingers through my hair marveling at the softness and length. “So fucking beautiful!” he complimented. He held my hand as he ushered me to my door.
     
    “I know I have made you uncomfortable,” he advised. “I just want you to know how much I want to get to know you. I’ll take things slower and let you get to know me better,” he promised. When we approached the door, I fumbled with the key because my hands were shaking. Alan grasped my hands in his and politely asked, “May I give you a chaste good night kiss?”
     
    I could feel my pulse pounding in my throat as I lifted my eyes from his chest into his blue-gray gaze. Not able to use my voice without squeaking, I nodded my head yes.
     
    Very slowly and gently, he grazed his lips on mine in a polite kiss. I ached to have him press harder and rougher with his lips; however, I drew away whispering good night and quickly entered the cabin closing the door in his face. I heard his footsteps on the gravel road fade as he plodded to his cabin.
     
    I proceeded into my cabin and flopped on the bed opening my laptop. I was confused about Alan, needing to talk with my friends about what had happened. My emotions were on overload and I needed help sorting through them. I logged onto my social media page looking for anyone that I knew well. This late at night I wasn’t sure if any of my friends would be on. I browsed through my newsfeed reading the many posts of others when a new post from Ryan popped up. It was a picture of the Mount Rushmore monument and the caption ‘Hope U R having ‘pleasure’ on your adventure’. I laughed at first and then thought, ‘I don’t remember telling anyone except family where I was going!’ I immediately commented under his post, ‘How did you know where I was?’ My private message box lit up and Ryan was apologizing to me profusely. I began to feel guilty but him knowing where I was made me very nervous. I drew in a deep breath and asked him again how he knew. He texted back, ‘Your GPS locator is on and the town it put you near is close to Mount Rushmore. So I just assumed you were visiting there. I am so sorry, Emily. I just didn’t think!’
     
    ‘It’s okay,’ I answered feeling a bit better and calming down. We began chatting back and forth about unimportant things. The conversation eventually turned to my trip, talking about the monument and surrounding areas. He told me about places I needed to see if I had a way to get out and be close to nature.
     
    Then I didn’t know why, but I opened up about Alan. I told Ryan my emotions were out of control but my attraction to Alan was off the charts. My guilt over Doug was eating away at me as well. I asked him if he thought I should continue to get to know Alan or just politely tell him I needed to be alone and not see him anymore.
     
    It felt like thirty minutes had gone by when actually it was more like five but Ryan finally responded. ‘No, Emily, don’t blow this guy off. He’s not asking for anything but friendship right now and you need to let that develop. Let go and step outside of yourself. Enjoy the time you