We had bought the old farmhouse several months after I had moved up there. It was beautiful…sitting on 6 acres, surrounded by trees, two-story, wrap around porch, lots of windows and space, and a great basement that could be refinished for a number of things. It needed a lot of work, but neither one of us minded. Jeff and I both wanted to fix it up together.
As I got back into my car, I could only imagine what the night would have in store for me and Megan. Her taste was still fresh in my mouth and her scent was still alive in my senses. I smiled as I pulled out of the parking lot and adjusted my rear view mirror so I could see Megan as she tailed me. She had a big smile on her face because she knew as well as I did that we were about to have a night that we would never forget.