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the best way to
start.
    After searching the house for ten minutes or so, Chase
decides to climb the steps leading to the attic, half way up he hears
Stephanie humming a tune.
Continuing his climb he stops when he
reaches the open door.
Leaning against the door frame he
watches as she sorts items in an old cedar trunk.
She is wearing
jeans and a form fitting yellow t-shirt tucked into the waist of her
jeans; as she moves to reach inside the trunk he can see the swell of
her breast, the flawless mound pressing against the fabric.
Tearing
his eyes away from her body, he moves his gaze lower, he notices
she isn’t wearing shoes; she just has bright green socks covering her
feet.
Acknowledging he has it bad because standing here looking
at her Chase knows Stephanie is the sexiest woman he has ever
seen.
    This morning after waking up on the loveseat Stephanie had
taken a quick shower then decided to investigate the attic.
Upon
entering this room she felt as if she had found a treasure chest.
For some reason she was drawn to the attic, to this trunk.
As if
someone or something needed her to look inside. She had opened
the trunk carefully, not sure what she would find, inside was mostly
old pictures.
    Feeling a sense of wonder Stephanie looks at all of them one
by one. These pictures are her father’s relatives. Having no
memory of her father and never meeting any of his family all the
people in these pictures are strangers.
As she looks through the
old photographs she can see some of the men had resembled Mitch,
or Mitch resembled them; either way some of the men had his eyes,
his nose, and the shape of his head.
Seeing this brought tears to
her eyes.
But the photographs that intrigue her the most are the
ones of her Great Aunt Della.
Looking at her photos was like
looking in a mirror.
Finding only a few of Della was disappointing,
however the few of her as a child and early teens could have been
photos of Stephanie at that age.
They shared the same features,
the same body statue, if they had lived in the same time period they
would have been twins.
    Lost in thought Stephanie didn’t notice Chase watching her,
it was the squeaking of the door hinges that had her turning
towards the sound; she stops humming sitting back on her heels she
just looks at Chase.
He is dressed today in jeans and a red t-shirt,
wearing the same brown suede cowboy boots. Again she reflects
he looks like a sexy rancher, not like a Sheriff.
“Hello Sheriff, how
did you get in?
I had the doors locked.”
Frowning as she tries to
remember the status of the door.
    “You can relax it was locked but I have the spare key.
I
forgot to give it to you yesterday so after knocking for five minutes I
let myself in, I was concerned about you.”
he had broken out in a sweat with worry.
house needing to find her, to reassure himself she was alright.
Not
moving from where he stood, his eyes drink in the sight of her.
She has her hair down making his hands itch to feel the silky stands.
    Looking at the mess around her she explains to him, “I have
been exploring, the old photos in the trunk are wonderful.
I love
seeing the family resemblance to my brother Mitch and myself.
I
am sorry I didn’t hear you knock and caused you to worry.”
Smiling Stephanie turns back to the trunk not waiting for him to
reply.
“I lost track of time just let me get these last few items out
then I will get cleaned up so we can go get the rental car.”
    Moving to stand behind her, Chase leans over to look inside
the trunk.
He sees the journals are the only items left, leaning
further down he helps her lift them out.
“I’m in no hurry, today is
my day off.
We can take these down stairs for you to go through
later.
You can sit at the kitchen table while I will fix us some
lunch.” As he speaks he places a few journals in her arms as he
gathers the rest to carry.
Turning on his heels he proceeds to the
stairs.
    Giving the trunk one