"Damn, who knew that water could be that cold!" Nick was soaking wet and
fortunately when he fell out of the kayak it was as he was getting out
after he and Sara had spent a couple of hours paddling around the shoreline
of a park known as Whale Watch Park hoping to see one of the local pods of
Orca whales.
It was all Sara could do to not burst out laughing. "You should be glad you didn't fall in out there."
Nick thought about that for a moment and he nodded with a serious expression on his face. "You're damn straight, a person could catch hypothermia and die out there."
"In about fifteen minutes." Sara agreed.
Nick's eyebrows shot up. "Fifteen minutes?"
She nodded. "I read it somewhere. You can get hypothermia in about fifteen minutes. The water up here is cold all year round, oh, except there is this place up in British Columbia that they call the Sunshine Coast. I guess in the summer the water can be as warm as in Southern California in some spots."
Nick laughed. "You are a walking encyclopedia." He began to shiver and swore under his breath.
Sara looked at him with some concern. "We can return the kayaks later, you need to get warm or you will catch hypothermia."
Nick just nodded in agreement and climbed into the passenger seat of the rental car as Sara hoisted the kayaks onto the roof rack and fastened them on. She drove them the short distance back to the cabin and Nick hurriedly rushed inside to start a fire in the fireplace.
As Sara came in behind him, she raised an amused eyebrow. "Didn't you ever attend the Boy Scouts or anything?"
He glanced at her slightly perplexed. "What do you mean?" He continued shivering as he put wood into the fireplace.
She crossed her arms in front of her body and tilted her head slightly. "You need to get those wet clothes off and get in the shower to warm up. Thankfully, we're not in the middle of no where because the other method might be a little uncomfortable."
Nick pealed his jacket off and hung it on a chair in front of the fireplace. He kicked his shoes off as well. "What other method?" He had a perplexed look on his face.
Sara cleared her throat and glanced away, trying to hide the embarrassed smile tugging at her lips. "Uh, body heat."
Nick chuckled softly. "Oh." He noticed Sara's embarrassed expression. "I don't know, I've never found shared body heat uncomfortable."
Heat flushed Sara's face. She pointed toward the bathroom and raised both of her eyebrows. "Shower. Now."
Nick pulled his wet shirt off over his head and glanced back at Sara for a moment as he headed into the bathroom. "Yes, ma'am."
As Nick entered the bathroom and shut the door, he let out a long slow breath. Images of sharing his body heat with Sara flashed through his mind. He tried to stifle a groan as his body immediately responded to that thought. He turned the shower on and pulled the rest of his wet clothes off and then climbed in. As much as he could use a cold shower for all the lust going through his mind, his body needed the hot water to warm his core temperature. As the water coursed over his body, slowly warming him, he wondered what it would be like to share it with Sara, to have her in there with him. Again, his body made it's desire known and he gave in and began to massage himself as he allowed himself to fantasize about sharing his body and it's associated heat with Sara. Release came too soon, and he found himself still thinking about her. It was difficult to suppress his desire when the water was so warm. Nick wondered what Sara would say if he knew how much he wanted her, how much he thought about her. She would never know though. He was going to keep his dirty little secret to himself.
As soon as Nick had disappeared into the bathroom, Sara collapsed onto the couch and bit her lower lip. She could kick herself for telling Nick about the other way to treat hypothermia. Although, it did have a certain appeal. The man was sexy as hell and seeing him take his shirt off again had caused her to entertain carnal thoughts about him once more. She knew he'd be in the shower for a while trying to get warm. She needed to cool off, just the thought of Nick naked in the shower was enough to turn her on. She tossed her coat onto the chair next to the couch and lay back on the couch and closed her eyes trying to get Nick out of her mind. It wasn't working, it just made her want him more. She slid her hands up to cup her breasts and began teasing them through the fabric of her shirt. Biting her lower lip, she unzipped her jeans and slid her hand inside and began to slide it back and forth as she aroused herself while her other hand continued massaging her breasts. Thoughts of sharing her body heat with Nick ran through her head.
She noticed that the water had stopped and quickly pulled her hand out of her jeans and zipped them back up, rolling onto her side on the couch and trying to act natural. Nick emerged a few moments later with a towel slung low on his hips. Sara had to bite her lower lip as she looked at him.
Nick paused and glanced at her curiously. "You feeling ok?"
Sara cleared her throat softly. "Uh, yeah, I think I'm just a little tired."
Nick smiled. "Why don't you take a nap. I'll make us something to eat."
"Good idea." Sara replied probably too quickly. She slowly sat up on the couch, hoping her legs weren't feeling too rubbery before she stood up and casually walked into her bedroom. She shut the door behind her and closed her eyes. If she'd had carnal thoughts before, they were even worse now that she'd seen him standing there in that towel. She lay down on the bed and unzipped her jeans, sliding them down a bit so she could finish what she'd started in the other room.
As she lay there panting, she heard a soft knock on her door. A wave of panic washed over her and she quickly pulled her jeans up and zipped them back up. "Yeah?"
Nick slowly opened the door and poked his head in. "You weren't sleeping yet were you?"
She propped herself up on her elbows and shook her head. "No." Sara registered in her mind that he had gotten dressed. She ushered up a prayer of thanks.
"I just wanted to see what you wanted to eat. Breakfast or lunch?" He grinned at her.
She laughed. "As long as there's no meat in it, I don't care."
"Ok, T-bone steak coming up." He winked at her before he closed the door.
She lay back on the bed and breathed a sigh of relief. If he only knew. Well if he knew, she'd die, of that she was sure. The last thing he needed to know was that he was the object of her sexual fantasies. But he would never know. It would be her dirty little secret.
It was all Sara could do to not burst out laughing. "You should be glad you didn't fall in out there."
Nick thought about that for a moment and he nodded with a serious expression on his face. "You're damn straight, a person could catch hypothermia and die out there."
"In about fifteen minutes." Sara agreed.
Nick's eyebrows shot up. "Fifteen minutes?"
She nodded. "I read it somewhere. You can get hypothermia in about fifteen minutes. The water up here is cold all year round, oh, except there is this place up in British Columbia that they call the Sunshine Coast. I guess in the summer the water can be as warm as in Southern California in some spots."
Nick laughed. "You are a walking encyclopedia." He began to shiver and swore under his breath.
Sara looked at him with some concern. "We can return the kayaks later, you need to get warm or you will catch hypothermia."
Nick just nodded in agreement and climbed into the passenger seat of the rental car as Sara hoisted the kayaks onto the roof rack and fastened them on. She drove them the short distance back to the cabin and Nick hurriedly rushed inside to start a fire in the fireplace.
As Sara came in behind him, she raised an amused eyebrow. "Didn't you ever attend the Boy Scouts or anything?"
He glanced at her slightly perplexed. "What do you mean?" He continued shivering as he put wood into the fireplace.
She crossed her arms in front of her body and tilted her head slightly. "You need to get those wet clothes off and get in the shower to warm up. Thankfully, we're not in the middle of no where because the other method might be a little uncomfortable."
Nick pealed his jacket off and hung it on a chair in front of the fireplace. He kicked his shoes off as well. "What other method?" He had a perplexed look on his face.
Sara cleared her throat and glanced away, trying to hide the embarrassed smile tugging at her lips. "Uh, body heat."
Nick chuckled softly. "Oh." He noticed Sara's embarrassed expression. "I don't know, I've never found shared body heat uncomfortable."
Heat flushed Sara's face. She pointed toward the bathroom and raised both of her eyebrows. "Shower. Now."
Nick pulled his wet shirt off over his head and glanced back at Sara for a moment as he headed into the bathroom. "Yes, ma'am."
As Nick entered the bathroom and shut the door, he let out a long slow breath. Images of sharing his body heat with Sara flashed through his mind. He tried to stifle a groan as his body immediately responded to that thought. He turned the shower on and pulled the rest of his wet clothes off and then climbed in. As much as he could use a cold shower for all the lust going through his mind, his body needed the hot water to warm his core temperature. As the water coursed over his body, slowly warming him, he wondered what it would be like to share it with Sara, to have her in there with him. Again, his body made it's desire known and he gave in and began to massage himself as he allowed himself to fantasize about sharing his body and it's associated heat with Sara. Release came too soon, and he found himself still thinking about her. It was difficult to suppress his desire when the water was so warm. Nick wondered what Sara would say if he knew how much he wanted her, how much he thought about her. She would never know though. He was going to keep his dirty little secret to himself.
As soon as Nick had disappeared into the bathroom, Sara collapsed onto the couch and bit her lower lip. She could kick herself for telling Nick about the other way to treat hypothermia. Although, it did have a certain appeal. The man was sexy as hell and seeing him take his shirt off again had caused her to entertain carnal thoughts about him once more. She knew he'd be in the shower for a while trying to get warm. She needed to cool off, just the thought of Nick naked in the shower was enough to turn her on. She tossed her coat onto the chair next to the couch and lay back on the couch and closed her eyes trying to get Nick out of her mind. It wasn't working, it just made her want him more. She slid her hands up to cup her breasts and began teasing them through the fabric of her shirt. Biting her lower lip, she unzipped her jeans and slid her hand inside and began to slide it back and forth as she aroused herself while her other hand continued massaging her breasts. Thoughts of sharing her body heat with Nick ran through her head.
She noticed that the water had stopped and quickly pulled her hand out of her jeans and zipped them back up, rolling onto her side on the couch and trying to act natural. Nick emerged a few moments later with a towel slung low on his hips. Sara had to bite her lower lip as she looked at him.
Nick paused and glanced at her curiously. "You feeling ok?"
Sara cleared her throat softly. "Uh, yeah, I think I'm just a little tired."
Nick smiled. "Why don't you take a nap. I'll make us something to eat."
"Good idea." Sara replied probably too quickly. She slowly sat up on the couch, hoping her legs weren't feeling too rubbery before she stood up and casually walked into her bedroom. She shut the door behind her and closed her eyes. If she'd had carnal thoughts before, they were even worse now that she'd seen him standing there in that towel. She lay down on the bed and unzipped her jeans, sliding them down a bit so she could finish what she'd started in the other room.
As she lay there panting, she heard a soft knock on her door. A wave of panic washed over her and she quickly pulled her jeans up and zipped them back up. "Yeah?"
Nick slowly opened the door and poked his head in. "You weren't sleeping yet were you?"
She propped herself up on her elbows and shook her head. "No." Sara registered in her mind that he had gotten dressed. She ushered up a prayer of thanks.
"I just wanted to see what you wanted to eat. Breakfast or lunch?" He grinned at her.
She laughed. "As long as there's no meat in it, I don't care."
"Ok, T-bone steak coming up." He winked at her before he closed the door.
She lay back on the bed and breathed a sigh of relief. If he only knew. Well if he knew, she'd die, of that she was sure. The last thing he needed to know was that he was the object of her sexual fantasies. But he would never know. It would be her dirty little secret.