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my own business,  okay? I’m just a people person, and I think it’s good for the soul to share our stories with one another, don’t you?”
    “ You know what?” said Akala, a warm feeling of comfort and safety spreading through her, “I don’t know if I’d have thought about it directly before, but that’s exactly how I feel.”
    Akala smiled as she followed Haley into kitchen. She could feel the tension and anxiety washing away from her even before they’d sat down with tea and a spread of fresh baked goods. There was something about Haley and the B&B that was so immediately welcoming and soothing, that Akala felt happy to have come to Colorado for even this reason alone.
     

C HAPTER TWO
     
     
    Despite the strangeness of the whole situation Akala found herself in, she’d fallen into a deep and sound sleep after saying good night to Hayley, and she awoke feeling refreshed and excited to face the day. Nashoba was an intensely solemn man, but he was also handsome and well spoken when he did open his mouth, and Akala had to admit to herself that she could see things going further than just a date or two if he was able to open up to her. She reminded herself that she’d come to meet him for the experience and possibly story inspiration it might give her, but after a long dry spell of not dating or being intimate with anyone, she couldn’t help but wonder what might happen if Nashoba wanted to take things further than just lunch.
    Akala hopped out of bed and went to her bag. She laid out everything she’d brought and held a few options up against herself in front of the mirror. She knew they were going to lunch, but she wanted to be ready for anything else that might come up afterwards. For all she knew, Nashoba was going to surprise her with a horseback ride through the beautiful countryside they’d seen on the drive in.
    Deciding to leave it for a few minutes, Akala pulled off the underwear and baggy shirt she’d been sleeping in, and she went into the bathroom to shower. The water was hot and had good pressure, unlike the weak little shower head in her apartment at home, and she spent a long time under the spray, lathering herself and her hair with soap and just enjoying the feeling of being someplace new with an exciting day ahead of her. There was something magical about getting on a plane to go anywhere, and Akala found herself thinking in a much more positive manner than she did at home. It was like she’d left her worries about work and money back in Washington, and she was now excited for what the day might bring.
    Akala turned off the shower and swept the curtain aside to grab a towel. She buffed herself dry and went to the mirror to wipe down a patch so she could apply some lotion and do her best to tame her wild hair before it dried all frizzy and puffed out. While rubbing moisturizer into the area around her eyes, Akala stood up straight and twisted this way and that in the mirror, analyzing her body and making decisions about how to present herself to Nashoba this afternoon. She wasn’t the skinniest of girls, and she’d always been self-conscious of her thighs and bum, but she’d learned that it was the sort of thing a lot of guys found sexy. Her breasts weren’t enormous either, but they were big enough that men also found them distracting, and she’d learned to ensure that she didn’t show too much cleavage if she was trying to do anything professional and didn’t want to be treated as just a piece of meat.
    Akala hung her towel on the rack and went back to the bedroom where she selected her favorite pair of lacy purple panties. They were comfortable and fun, sexy enough for an intimate encounter, but not so over the top that it would look like she had been expecting to get naked. She slipped into the panties, and then put on the matching bra, taking a moment to observe herself in the mirror again to ensure  that she’d made the right decision. She had far more daring lingerie in her