There was no turning back now.  Not that he ever truly considered it, though he’d be lying if he didn’t<i>at least </i>think about it.  And Stella wasn’t exactly clamoring to be taken back home, either.  No, they were on their way to what amounted to be a mystery.  Luckily, it was a mystery for both of them.  Not quite a whodunit, because if Anton read the situation correctly, the “dunit” would be attributed to both of them.<br/><br/>Assuming the role of tour guide, Anton pointed out landmarks to her, in addition to sights he thought might interest her.  Trouble was, it all flooded his mind with flashbacks of the drives and time spent at the cabin with Evangeline.  Unsure as to why it never dawned on him before now, he realized Stella was in elite company.  Other than his wife, there was no other woman he’d ever taken to the agency’s cabin.  Not even Magdalene.  He was pretty sure that every employee at the agency had, at one time or another, taken advantage of either cabin.  It was such a sweet perk, they’d be foolish not to.  Good times were spent at both of them.<br/><br/>Anton pulled into a favorite and popular scenic view point.  He’d seen it numerous times before, of course, but this would be Stella’s first time.  And sure enough, she drank it all in, with the beautiful day adding more zest to her experience.  Stella savoring the magnificent view was predictable.  Her hand finding its way into his was not.  Now he knew exactly how all those deer felt who’d ever got caught in headlights.  No wonder they froze.  Just like him right now.<br/><br/>Well, he wasn’t about to remove his hand from hers. That would more than likely be interpreted as rude and quite possibly cold, too. So he held onto it as if they’d held hands for years.  Stella’s skin was soft, he took note.<br/><br/>Eventually, they returned to the van, but prior to doing so, he assured her that the cabin was both nice<i>and </i>private.  And not one, but two stories of privacy.  Less than 20 minutes later, Anton patiently waited for the automatic garage door to completely open, then slowly moved the van inside.  On its own, the door began its closing cycle.  He’d give her a tour of the cabin once all of their food and drink was put away.<br/><br/>Should he bring up the bedroom issue?