Offer to carry their bags up to the cabin

“Fantastic,” Chloe says, tapping her fingers playfully on the oak counter. “I told you this place sounded perfect, El.”

“Let’s get you properly settled in then,” you say, stepping out from behind the heavy reception desk. “Allow me to carry your bags up to the cabin for you.”

As you round the counter and approach their luggage, you can’t help but notice the surprisingly sparse pile. Instead of the usual heavy rollers and overflowing duffels most guests bring for a mountain weekend, there are just two remarkably small, lightweight bags sitting on the floor.

Elena catches you looking at the minimalist luggage and chuckles, a teasing glint in her eyes. “The best thing about being a nudist? You can pack incredibly light.”

“Saves a fortune on baggage fees, and unpacking takes about thirty seconds,” Chloe chimes in merrily, slinging her small strap over her shoulder before you can even reach for it. “We’ve got this, but thank you!”

With their keys in hand, you guide them toward the side exit of the main lodge that leads directly out to the cabin and the sun-drenched valley pathways. The heat hitting you all from the open door is immediate, a thick, golden wave of mid-summer warmth that makes the shade of the indoor lodge feel like a distant memory.

You step back slightly, watching from the shade of the doorway as they step out onto the gravel path.

They don’t even wait to reach the privacy of their suite.

The moment the mountain sun hits Elena’s skin, she reaches up and shrugs her shoulders. The lightweight, unbuttoned linen shirt slides effortlessly down her arms, letting it drop to the ground into Chloe’s waiting hand. A second later, Chloe reaches for the hem of her light sun dress, pulling it smoothly over her head in one fluid, practiced motion, leaving them both standing completely bare in the shimmering summer heat. They share a quick, unbothered laugh, utterly at home in their own skin, before turning to stroll down the path toward the pavilion.