The 'cabin' was more like a proper house instead of the wooden, log variety. There were neighbors, but nothing visually or audibly close. For what this trio had planned, the place was as secluded as they needed.
"Lucan can get the bags," said Maris, as she and Ruring got out of the car. "Come in, I want to show you around."
Maris nodded to Lucan as she led Ruring inside the house. She liked the place immediately. It was rustic, with a big front deck area, two bedrooms, one with a king-size bed, a deep bathtub easily big enough for two, if not three, and an imposing fireplace, which added to the cozy, intimate, feel. It didn't take long to unload and unpack, each of them keen to get on with their weekend.
"How about we start with a hike, let Ruring get her bearings?" Lucan suggested, as he put away the last of the wine.
"Sure, sweetie," Maris replied, "But before we do, Ruring and I have been talking."
"I like the sound of that."
"About rules."