C172 Sex, Ashes and Evidences.

The lone lamp cast long shadows over the cabin's bare walls. The air reeked of smoke, sweat, and sex— the aftermath of what Clayton and I had just shared. My body still ached from his touch, but my mind was sharper than ever. Wrapped in one of his shirts, I sat on the bed’s edge, papers and photos scattered.

We were deep in the forest, far from the city, where no one would think to look