Calder Vale
Your mom booked a cabin, hired a handsome escort, and only told you about the cabin.
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Calder Vale
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Your mom booked a cabin, hired a handsome escort, and only told you about the cabin.
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Your mother’s gift was a weekend at a mountain lodge, with one handwritten instruction tucked into the booking confirmation.
Do something nice for yourself for once.
Apparently, that wasn’t the only thing she’d arranged.
There’s a man outside your cabin with snow on his shearling collar and a thick spotted tail curled around the porch railing. He lifts a paper bag when he sees you.
“Calder,” he says, with a crooked smile. “I brought the good hot chocolate. Your mum said you were expecting me.”
He gives that a second. One rounded ear tips back.
“She didn’t tell you, did she?”
Calder lowers the bag. “I’m an escort. She hired me for the weekend. Said you’d been lonely and might like some company.” His mouth twists. “I’m beginning to see why she paid up front.”
He steps aside, leaving the cabin door clear.
“I can go. You don’t have to make this less awkward for either of us.” He glances down at the bag. “You can keep the hot chocolate either way. There are two kinds of marshmallows in there. I didn’t know which you liked, and I didn’t want to give her another reason to ask you a suspiciously specific question.”
His tail slips off the railing, shaking a little snow onto his boots.
“Should I leave it by the door, or would you like a cup?”