The truck stopped and pulled over at the side of the road. He got out of the driver's door and marched to her side of the truck. She frowned as she looked around them. This place looked familiar but it seemed to her they parked out of nowhere.
Zach guided her out the door as she stood there looking more like a lost homeless kitten.
"You're..taking me into the woods?" she asked.
"Yeah, problem?"
Her expression fell. "I thought..I thought we're going to eat." Her stomach was quivering in hunger.
"We are," he said. "But I'm not taking you in a place where people can see what's mine. Not when you're naked underneath that dress."
Sighing and slightly uncomfortable, she walked to him. "I hate you."
"You know you can never hate me, Kitten." He smirked and pressed his hand against her back to guide her the path.
"That's what you think, Big Guy."
"You know what I think?"
She stopped in her tracks and pulled away from him, eyes glaring and arms crossing over her chest. "What?"
He smirked. "I think you're beautiful when you're angry."
"Charming," she commented.
"You don't believe me?" He took a dangerous step close to her and she took a step back in return, arms falling down her sides. "You're afraid," he said, observing her posture.
How could she not? His devilish eyes were enough to creep shiver down her spine. The tingles were burning her. She took a step back again as he got closer and closer. But then, she tripped over a rock. He caught her in time and used this to his advantage. Her heels broke and he immediately realized she wasn't into heels.
He crouched down and bent on his knees. He removed her heels. Standing up, he turned around and bent back on his knees. "Come on, I'll carry you."
Reluctantly, she neared him and leaned over his back, wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders and pressing her body against him. In one swift movement, he lifted her off the ground and held her thighs as she embraced her legs around his lean hips. She settled her head at the crook of his neck and smelled his wonderful scent.
"I'm still upset with you," she whispered in his ear.
He smirked. "It's turning me on."
"Ugh," she groaned. "It's supposed to make you feel sorry. Not aroused."
He lightly gripped her thighs. "Great expectations, Sweetheart. Great expectations."
Soon after awhile, he carried her further into the woods as he had known the path all his life. The forest was a place of serenity and independence. It was a place for love. So he planned to take her there and define her what love is to him.
She watched the trees and leaves silently as he walked along the way, carrying her on his back. When they reached their destination, she was speechless at the sight that was brought before her. The falls stood at the corner of the tall trees. The rushing water was flowing down and diving down into a stream of clean sea. There was a blanket and a basket placed and prepared near the falls.
It was a picnic.
He lowered her down on the blanket and placed her broken heels at the edge. She carefully sat down and instantly smelled something delicious to eat. She could almost feel her belly screaming and crying for food.
He chuckled, watching her face as she closed her eyes and smelled the air dreamily, the scent of food and fresh air of the woods combining and clouding in the atmosphere. He grabbed the basket and dug inside for warm burgers. He pulled one freshly warm burger wrapped in a napkin and gave it to her.
