Leoti by Sienna Mynx Page B

tight with worry, fear, and anger over what he’d done. But even more so dread, of what that journal would say. She heard Elu come in the house and move around the living room. Soon he was standing over the bed. She had her back to him and was crying.
    “I don’t want to lose your trust. Forgive me.”
    Removing his robe he climbed in bed, nude. She couldn’t deny the warmth and comfort his body would bring. Unable to face him she scooted back instead and allowed him to spoon her. She shared his fear. The journal scared her. What if she learned she was a terrible person or had done terrible things? What if she was married after all and had betrayed her husband with this man she felt such passion for? What if her memory returned and she didn’t want Elu and Po as much she desperately wanted them now? She was angry at Elu for hiding the journal but grateful for the protection. Feeling him kiss her tear stained cheek she closed her eyes as his arm came around her and held her tight. They’d face it all in the morning.
     
    Morning
    Josie rolled in the sheets and reached for him. He was gone. Her eyes slowly opened. She took a deep sigh as she swung her feet over the side of the bed and slowly stood up. Wrapping the sheet around her body she headed in search of Elu. He wasn’t in the kitchen and he wasn’t on the back deck. She walked out to the front porch and found Po.
    “Hey boy, where’s Elu?” she asked. Po turned almost like he understood what she was asking and raced away. Josie stepped out into the moist earth barefoot and followed. The sheet was the only thing shielding her from the brisk morning, and she wore nothing underneath. It made no difference. There were no cabins or people near his land. Their isolation was complete. She walked around the cabin and froze. There was Elu. He lifted the handle to the axe and brought it down on the wood splintering it in half. Dressed in a plaid shirt and faded blue jeans he tossed the wood pieces and put another on the stump to break apart.
    “Hi,” she said.
    He looked up. A smile formed immediately. “What are you doing out here…like that?”
    Josie looked down at her sheet, the front parted so high up the thigh if she extended her left leg it would fall away and reveal her sex. The sun to her back made it sheer for him.
    “I wanted to talk, about the journal.”
    He slammed the axe down in the chopping block and removed his work gloves. “I’m sorry about that.”
    “I don’t like you lying to me. It invalidates everything we share, Elu. Last night you proved that no matter how much you care about me you don’t trust me.”
    He blinked surprised. “Not true.”
    “It is true. How else can you explain it?”
    He walked over. His hand went to her face. “I don’t trust me, Leoti. I promised to let you go if I had to. I’m not sure I can do that anymore. Do you understand?”
    She sighed. “I do.”
    “You should read the journal.”
    “I’m not ready.”
    She backed away. “I’m going to shower, I’ll fix breakfast.”
    “You know how to cook?” he chuckled.
    “I think some things come naturally. Take last night for instance?” she called over her shoulder. He smiled watching her go. She hurried back inside with Po following. She’d take it one step at a time.
     
    Elu’s Rental cabin
    Carlton rolled out of the bed and set his feet down on the cold cabin floor. The cabin was modest at best. It was decorated in Native American artifacts. The quiet serene feeling of this place was something Josie had been on him to explore since they’d hooked up. After a night playing his guitar under the moon he understood why.
    His baby was so wise.
    Carlton frowned. He’d come all this way and he didn’t have a ring. How could he get this proposal thing right without one? His cell phone vibrated on the nightstand. For a moment he thought it could be Josie. But when he lifted it he saw it was Tiffani.
    “Hi, Tiffani.”
    “Hi. So I’m off to meet Ma