Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26479 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26479 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
I laugh as I look at him. “Because you’re enormous, so you must always be hungry. I mean, I’m always hungry and look at the size difference between us.”
He laughs as he walks over, checking out the place, checking out me. “I am a little hungry now that you mention it.”
The fridge is pretty empty besides a half-full bottle of ketchup and some expired Ranch dressing. I open the fridge and jackpot! Well, jackpot if you love elk stakes. Lots and lots of elk stakes. Not much else in here. I take out two big ones and leave them in the sink to defrost.
“I’ll go see if Lou has any better clothes for you,” I say as I head into the bedroom. I open the closet and take out a pair of jeans and a t-shirt that might fit him. I’m drawing the line here. I am not opening up Lou’s underwear drawer. No way in hell.
“Thank you,” August says when I hand them to him. “For everything.”
The way he’s looking at me… God, it makes me shiver all over. I’ve never had a man look at me like this. The yearning in those blue eyes… The need… The want… I can’t look away.
“No problem,” I say in a shaky voice. “Although, I hate to see you lose those sexy black shorts.”
They’re skintight on him. He grins as he flexes his leg and shows them off. “We’ll keep them for later.”
“Okay,” I say with my cheeks blushing.
He heads into the bedroom to change as my mind swirls and spins with the fact that we’re going to be alone in this adorable secluded cabin all night long. Fire going. Music. Elk stakes. Can it get more romantic than this?
This is the first time I’ve ever been alone with a man in this way. I’m twenty-two, but I still have my virginity intact.
All these years, I’ve pretended to have crushes, faked that I liked this boy or that, but in reality, I didn’t want any of them. None of them got my heart cranking like August does. One look from those sexy blue eyes has given me more tingles and butterflies than the past ten years of boys trying to impress me, pick me up, or trying to flirt with me. They were all just annoying. A nuisance. But August… He’s different. He’s a real man. He knows how to get me going.
I’m breathless just thinking about it when the bedroom door opens and he steps out in Lou’s clothes.
A heated throb of desire pulses between my legs when I see the sexy sight. This man can even make Lou’s wardrobe look good. Unbelievable.
That gray shirt is tight around his large chest and the sleeves are hugging his big round biceps. The jeans fit well too, molding to the solid muscles in his thighs and ass. He’s so freaking hot.
“Not as sexy as the tight shorts,” I say with a playful shrug, “but what are you gonna do?”
He laughs as he walks over to the window and looks outside. I follow him, just wanting to be near him, and look out at the stunning colorful trees. Fall is so gorgeous in Montana. I thought the summer was stunning, but when the leaves started changing colors… I knew I had found my new home.
“Isn’t it magnificent?” I ask as I stare out at the vast forest view with the majestic mountains in the background.
“Huh?” he says and then looks around at the trees. “Oh yeah. They’re stunning.”
It hits me that he wasn’t looking at the beautiful view. He was looking out for danger. He was watching our backs.
It makes me sad to think that my mate has had to live like this. Always on the run, always looking out for danger. I slide my hand into his, entwining our fingers. He grips my hand gratefully.
“How long has it been like this for you?” I ask as I sneak a peek at him. “On the run?”
“A few months,” he says, looking so tired. “But it’s been a living hell for years. Since puberty.”
“How old are you?”
He looks at me with a sad look. “Twenty-nine. But I feel like I’m a hundred.”
I squeeze his hand and rest my cheek on his arm.
“We’re safe here for the night at least,” I whisper to him. “Let’s take a break from the danger and sadness in our lives and focus on the beauty in the world. Just for tonight.”
He kisses the side of my head and breathes in my scent. “I can do that,” he whispers. “There’s so much beauty around here that it feels like my heart is going to shatter.”
I hug his arm as I breathe in his warm masculine scent, knowing exactly what he means.
CHAPTER SEVEN
August
“You’re not from around here, are you?” I ask the gorgeous girl across the table from me. She looks stunning in the candlelight. Every time I look at her, it tugs on my heartstrings. I still can’t believe she’s real.