Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 22478 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22478 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
“Nothing is ever going to be the same,” she whispers on my skin. “Is it?”
“No, baby,” I tell her as I breathe in her comforting scent. “It’s going to be better than you could ever have imagined. I’ll make sure of that.”
I hold her until her breathing slows and I think she’s fallen asleep from exhaustion.
My grizzly bear grumbles angrily, letting me know that this is not over.
He won’t settle down until my mark is on her neck.
But I’m calling the shots here. Not him. I’m going to let my mate sleep. She’s earned that much after what I just put her through.
I might be up all night with this grumbling snarling prick, but I don’t care. I’m just happy to hold her and have her beside me.
I’ve been waiting my whole life for this moment, so let him grumble.
He can’t ruin it for me.
He snarls as if saying wanna bet? and continues his pacing.
eight
. . .
Jemma
“Look at that,” I say, breathless as I stare out at the spectacular scenery.
We were hiking along the mountain and it just opened up in front of us. The peaks are stunning, traveling endlessly to the far-off horizon under the vast clear blue sky.
“Wow,” I whisper to myself.
The view of the Montana mountains gets me every single time.
I breathe in the fresh cool air and smile as birds sing around me, my eyes getting a little watery. It’s so peaceful up here. So timeless. I can return to this very spot in a hundred years and still see nothing but snow-capped peaks and rugged wilderness sprawling out down below.
“Have you ever seen anything so beautiful?” I whisper.
“I’m looking at something more beautiful right now.”
I shake my head with a grin when I see Michael walking up the path with his eyes on my ass.
“Not that,” I say. “I’m talking about the peaks.”
“The peaks are beautiful too,” he says as his heated brown eyes move up to my breasts.
“You’re impossible,” I say with a laugh.
He walks up beside me, puts a hand on my ass, and kisses my cheek.
“I’ve been looking at these mountains my entire life,” he says as he looks out at the scenery. “I much prefer to admire my mate.”
He wraps his big muscular arms around me and pulls me in for a kiss. I melt against his hard body as I feel his warm mouth on mine.
Will I ever get tired of kissing this man?
I doubt it.
It’s been four days since he strolled into my camp naked and it’s been the best four days of my life. By far.
He can’t seem to take his hands or his eyes off me. I’ve never felt so desired. So wanted. Having a strong sexy man like him all over me has been a lot of fun. This man is insatiable.
When we’re not exploring each other in bed, we’ve been getting to know each other, and that’s been just as fun.
I love the way he talks about life on the ranch with such genuine excitement and enthusiasm. He’s in charge of the animals and he’s named each one. I can’t wait to wake up early with him, grab our coffees, and go outside to feed the goats. He says he talks to them and they always talk back.
And he always wakes up with the most adorable bedhead in the morning. I love it. It’s so endearing. Sometimes he forgets to fix it and we make it through the whole breakfast before he remembers and smoothes it down. Those are my favorite mornings.
And I love how he genuinely listens and remembers all of the small details of what I say. He remembered my parents’ names days after I mentioned it once, and he seems to really want to know every single detail about me. He’s so cute. He can’t get enough, asking me question after question.
Our kiss turns heated. I know where this is heading…
I pull away from his mouth and back up with a grin.
“Not yet,” I say, fighting the urge to climb up his big frame like a tree. “I’m too sweaty.”
He steps forward with a possessive growl. “I don’t mind. I like your salty taste.”
I step back again. “Let me wash off first. Is there a river close by?”
He drops his head and groans. “About twenty minutes that way.”
I bite my bottom lip, giving him a flirty look. “Let’s get there in ten.”
He adjusts the large pack on his shoulders and comes after me with a sensual look in his eyes that has me tingling all over.
We’re finally heading back into town after being stranded all this time.
I’m tired of eating nothing but plain fish and he’s tired of wearing the same thing every day. I gave him the largest pair of jogging pants I had. He cut them off at the knees, just so he could squeeze into them. And I gave him a tank top that’s super loose on me, but is skin-tight on him. It’s quite the view with those monstrous arms and chest.