there wasn’t a dial tone. Shit! She looked around, nothing but trees, rocks, moonlight and shadows. Well, that idea isn’t going to work, not a freakin’ cell tower in sight.
Of all times to have car problems, she should have put the car in the shop last week, but she’d kept putting it off and now she was in a predicament. Lost in the woods wasn’t how she pictured her day ending.
After a time, she decided to try to make it a little further, hoping she was going in the right direction. Most of the wooded area in the farm fields of Illinois was isolated. Just as she started out, she heard a piercing scream echo through the woods. Her throat tightened as the urgency to escape overwhelmed her. She started to run but didn’t get far. Her foot caught in one of the roots sticking out of the ground and she stumbled forward in an ungraceful heap, hitting her head on a rock.
Brilliant lights filled her head as blackness washed over her. She heard moaning and realized it came from her. She kept floating in and out of unconsciousness and felt nauseous. Suddenly, she couldn’t remember her own name. She didn’t have any clue to what she was doing in this remote area. Another noise caught her attention, but she couldn’t identify it. A black void enveloped her and she drifted off.
When she came around again, someone was lifting her. She felt strong arms holding her tightly against an equally strong chest. Bright lights popped on and off behind her eyelids. Pain creased a path across her forehead, and she moaned again softly trying to raise her hand to block it out. She tried wriggling free of the tight hold, without success. From the brief impression of the person holding her, she didn’t feel as if her rescuer meant her any harm. No, if he’d wanted to, he’d already have tried something. She relaxed and felt comforted in the strong arms draped around her.
She glanced up through her long dark lashes and saw the outline of a face. What she saw looked ruggedly handsome, but with her head in such a whirl, she couldn’t be sure. Then, a man to her left with the same facial features filled her line of vision. Confusion filled her, this couldn’t be right. Surely, she must be hallucinating and she’d wake up soon to find she’d had a bad dream. There couldn’t be two identical men rescuing her. Maybe she was seeing double. A hysterical sensation swept through her over her unstable emotions, but the black void returned, blotting out everything.
*****
The following day she awoke in a king-sized bed, in a rustic cabin. Her gaze drifted around the room trying to identify her surroundings. There wasn’t a thing that looked familiar. She looked around the room and spotted a mirror on the table next to the bed. Hope filled her as she picked it up; maybe if she got a look at her face, she might be able to remember her identity. That small hope was the only thing that kept her from panicking again.
As she glanced in the mirror, she saw how her long brunette hair needed a good brushing. A heart shaped face and green eyes looked back at her in the glass. She still didn’t find anything coming back to her over her identity. Another feeling of fright filled her. Who am I; where am I?
She thought about the person that had carried her to safety and his companion. Surely, if either man meant to harm her, they would have already. She heard a noise distracting her from trying to jog her memory back. She glanced over to her left as the door opened and in walked a man wearing only a towel draped across his lean tanned hips. Another man, fully dressed, was close on his heels. A frown settled across her smooth brow realizing that these two men were identical twins.
She took her time in studying everything about them. They stood well over six feet with muscular builds that
Of all times to have car problems, she should have put the car in the shop last week, but she’d kept putting it off and now she was in a predicament. Lost in the woods wasn’t how she pictured her day ending.
After a time, she decided to try to make it a little further, hoping she was going in the right direction. Most of the wooded area in the farm fields of Illinois was isolated. Just as she started out, she heard a piercing scream echo through the woods. Her throat tightened as the urgency to escape overwhelmed her. She started to run but didn’t get far. Her foot caught in one of the roots sticking out of the ground and she stumbled forward in an ungraceful heap, hitting her head on a rock.
Brilliant lights filled her head as blackness washed over her. She heard moaning and realized it came from her. She kept floating in and out of unconsciousness and felt nauseous. Suddenly, she couldn’t remember her own name. She didn’t have any clue to what she was doing in this remote area. Another noise caught her attention, but she couldn’t identify it. A black void enveloped her and she drifted off.
When she came around again, someone was lifting her. She felt strong arms holding her tightly against an equally strong chest. Bright lights popped on and off behind her eyelids. Pain creased a path across her forehead, and she moaned again softly trying to raise her hand to block it out. She tried wriggling free of the tight hold, without success. From the brief impression of the person holding her, she didn’t feel as if her rescuer meant her any harm. No, if he’d wanted to, he’d already have tried something. She relaxed and felt comforted in the strong arms draped around her.
She glanced up through her long dark lashes and saw the outline of a face. What she saw looked ruggedly handsome, but with her head in such a whirl, she couldn’t be sure. Then, a man to her left with the same facial features filled her line of vision. Confusion filled her, this couldn’t be right. Surely, she must be hallucinating and she’d wake up soon to find she’d had a bad dream. There couldn’t be two identical men rescuing her. Maybe she was seeing double. A hysterical sensation swept through her over her unstable emotions, but the black void returned, blotting out everything.
*****
The following day she awoke in a king-sized bed, in a rustic cabin. Her gaze drifted around the room trying to identify her surroundings. There wasn’t a thing that looked familiar. She looked around the room and spotted a mirror on the table next to the bed. Hope filled her as she picked it up; maybe if she got a look at her face, she might be able to remember her identity. That small hope was the only thing that kept her from panicking again.
As she glanced in the mirror, she saw how her long brunette hair needed a good brushing. A heart shaped face and green eyes looked back at her in the glass. She still didn’t find anything coming back to her over her identity. Another feeling of fright filled her. Who am I; where am I?
She thought about the person that had carried her to safety and his companion. Surely, if either man meant to harm her, they would have already. She heard a noise distracting her from trying to jog her memory back. She glanced over to her left as the door opened and in walked a man wearing only a towel draped across his lean tanned hips. Another man, fully dressed, was close on his heels. A frown settled across her smooth brow realizing that these two men were identical twins.
She took her time in studying everything about them. They stood well over six feet with muscular builds that
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