They had one simple rule. I broke it anyway.
Why’d I do it? Because I’m a nosy brat. I had to know what they were hiding on Savage Mountain.
And when I found, out, I was sorry I’d snooped. Because these weren’t the nicest of people. Although they sure freaked nice. That made it hard to leave. Well, their tying me to the bed made it hard to leave, too.
Sharing a cabin with 4 brawny mountain men? Yeah, it was as about as hot and dirty as you’d expect it to be.