Yosemite rangers Stories

I woke up in the early morning hours as the first rays of dawn crested into the valley and slipped in our window. We had left the curtains open; the light spilled across the bed. Sheets of gold illuminated the tangled bodies across my own. I felt their warmth against my skin. Their breath against my body. Both Sydney and Akasha were still asleep. My mind was alert. Something had woken me. I lay still and listened. I heard...