Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21945 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21945 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
I roll down the window as she stomps through the mud with gritted teeth. Rain pours into my truck, drenching my arm and splattering all over my shirt, but I don’t care. This woman has got my full attention. I don’t want anything between us. I want to see her in full flawless view.
“Maybe your loud ass horn will magically wedge me out of the mud!” she shouts as she arrives at my door. “Or, maybe it will anger a bear and he can come push me out. Either way, keep honking! It’s so goddamn constructive!”
Her bare shoulders are rising up and down with every angry breath. She’s staring at me with her hands balled into fists.
“How long have you been out here?” I ask.
“A long fucking time!” she screeches.
The cold rain is pouring down on her. She looks freezing. Her skin has goosebumps all over it and her nipples are rock-hard. I’m trying not to look, but it’s damn near impossible.
“Come warm up in my truck,” I tell her. “I’ll put the heat on.”
I flick it on and the heater starts to roar as hot air is pushed out.
She swallows hard as she looks in my truck, the anger quickly dissipating out of her. “Oh yeah?”
“I’ll see what I can do about your car,” I say as I take off my seatbelt and open the door. She steps back as she watches me with those big blue eyes.
There’s something about this girl that fires up my protective instincts. I just want to take care of her. Get her warm. Get her fed. I want to take care of all her needs. All of them.
“You look cold,” I tell her as I leave the door open. “Hop inside. It’s nice and warm.”
I don’t have to tell her a third time.
“Thank you,” she whispers as she rushes past me and climbs into my truck. My eyes drop to her nice round ass before she closes the door and takes it away.
Now, I’m the one drenched in the freezing cold rain. She doesn’t seem as concerned for me as I was for her.
I chuckle as I head to her car. Fuck… Those tires are sunk in deep. How did she even manage to do that?
There’s no getting her car out of that mess. I thought I might be able to push her forward or tow her back, but I’m just going to end up tearing apart her bumper and probably denting a rim. That car is in desperate need of a tow truck.
I suck in a breath and turn back. The sight of her behind the wheel with her wet hair slicked back stuns me to the core. She’s watching me with those big blue innocent eyes and it feels like a jolt of lightning to the heart. Like my whole life just flipped upside down.
I’m standing in the rain, staring at her in awe with a fluttering in my stomach.
I want her.
She’s the one for me. I don’t know how I know, but I know.
I can feel the obsession spreading through me, quickly taking over every inch of my stunned body.
Nothing like this has ever happened to me before. This is all new territory.
I’ve had women hit on me before. Hell, the cashier in town was giving me the eyes, but I’ve never been interested like this. I’ve never been so captivated after one look.
Is this love at first sight? Am I losing my mind?
She rolls down the window and I snap back to earth. “Can you fix it?”
I shake my head as I walk over, never letting my eyes leave her. “It’s wedged in there good. You’ll need a tow truck to get it out.”
I wonder what I would have done if I was able to tow her out. Would I have pulled out her car and let her drive out of my life? Or, would I have lied and kept her here a little bit longer?
I’d like to think I’d choose the former, but I know it would be the latter. I’m not ready to let this girl go.
“How can I get one here? Do you have a phone?”
“Cell phones never work up here,” I tell her, which is sort of true. My cell doesn’t get great connectivity but I have a satellite phone in the back for emergencies like this. I’m not about to tell her that though. She’d probably call her boyfriend to come pick her up.
My chest gets unyieldingly tight with that thought. I’d probably throw his ass off the mountain if he showed up.
This girl is mine. I’ve decided it. She showed up on my mountain, which means she belongs to me.
“I have a landline at my place,” I tell her with my pulse racing. “You can come home with me and call.”
She bites her bottom lip as she looks around nervously.