<div class="floatleft">(http://www.malemodel.us/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/claus-pelz6.jpg)</div><br/>Downshifting the bulky Landcruiser that the pair were riding in, Jericho Andrew McCayhill carefully navigated the steep curves that hugged the mountainside leading down into the little cabin village that Cara was so thrilled about. Slowly the curves bottomed out into the village, and he was able to shift the big vehicle into two wheel drive now that they were safely down off the slick mountain roads. The pair slowly rolled along the spaced out row of cabins, and he smiled as Cara bounced like an eight year old who just pulled into an amusement park. Now comfortable with the non-graded roads, Jay was able to take one hand off the wheel, and rest it lightly on the back of her hand. "Yep, up on the hill there. I see it." His smile mirrored her own as they began to climb once again, up a steep hill to the place that they would be staying.<br/><br/>Jay peeked into the rearview mirror before he got too far up, making sure the couple behind them was far away enough that if they began to slide backwards, there wouldn't be any issue. The road on the way up was spattered with patches of ice, and he had to swerve around a bit to make sure his tires found purchase enough to continue the climb. Finally, they peaked atop the hill, and were once again on a level plain on what looked to be a snow-covered front lawn. Before he could toss the car into park, Cara had already jumped out and was waving to the couple behind them as they came up over the ridge that put them on flatter ground as well. He shut the SUV off, and set the emergency brake out of habit like he usually did when snow was on the ground, and hopped out himself.<br/><br/>Making his way around the behind the car, he stood beside Cara with a small grin on his face and took his sunglasses off. He lifted his arm as hers draped about his waist, and settled his own comfortably about her neck. "We take in all the stuff, and you girls cook us dinner while we relax and pop a cold one? Heelll yeah that sounds good babe." Leaning down, he pulled aside Cara's hair with a free hand and gave her a small nip to the neck and winked.<br/><br/>Before he could turn to start grabbing things out of the back of the car, Hannah's ever beautiful self was practically sprinting up to them, and suddenly an arm was curled about both of their necks. He couldn't help but smile as he hugged his childhood friend hello once again. "It's been a few years, Berry, and you're not lookin too shabby yourself for sure." The nickname came from a small strawberry shaped (and colored) birthmark she had on her. The location was known by few people, her husband most likely included, though he doubted the nickname would register. The mark was located centrally on her hips, well below the bikini line.<br/><br/>Disentangling himself from the pair, he strode over to Mathyas, offering his hand with the typical lazy smile. "So we've only just got here, and Cara is already taking charge of jobs it looks like, but I'm pretty sure we got the better end of the stick. We bring everything in, food first, and we get to relax, beer in hand while the ladies cook us dinner." He purposely made his voice louder, so as to carry to the two women talking. "Though I'm not sure I'm comfortable with their cooking, I can recall a few things that came out that tasted a little like charcoal."