Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36118 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36118 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
They’d not left the cabin, her cabin, since he’d snuck in and joined her in the bed. If he had his way, they wouldn’t leave again until they needed to head back to work. His phone, however, had other ideas and vibrated on the floor from where it was in the rear pocket of his jeans.
With great reluctance, he adjusted just enough he could fumble around with one hand to grab the leg of his pants and drag them closer, doing his best not to disturb the woman using his other arm as a pillow as she slept.
“Yeah?” he mumbled the word after he managed to get it answered.
“Your brother may be out of my reach at the moment but that fat bitch he is friends with isn’t. She’s put herself at risk by leaving her family’s protection.”
Rage thrummed through his veins. He didn’t bother looking at the caller ID knowing in his gut there would either be “Blocked” or “Anonymous” on the screen. His brain kicked into high gear as he began cataloging everything.
“Why are you calling me?” He forced himself to remain relaxed when every single inch of his body longed to tense up. His woman still slept against him and he wanted to keep it that way.
This person, male he would assume but perhaps not given it was done on a computerized voice, was a threat to the woman who had turned his world upside down from the moment he’d laid eyes on her across the crowded warehouse.
The laugh, mechanical and cold, waved over the line, coating him with ice.
“Like we both don’t know you’re curled up with her right now. As if you’re pretending that she wasn’t screaming your name as you fucked her bent over the couch, in the bed. Acting like you don’t care she’s fat.”
The growl rolled from him, he couldn’t contain it or control the urge to protect what’s his. “Mind your fucking tongue.”
He hated that someone had seen her in all her glory. This person could be fucking with you, trying to get you to lose your temper and not think quickly.
His brain made a point and he reined himself in to not give him that.
It tutted at him.
“You’re starting to think I’m grasping for straws, right? That I’m full of piss and vinegar but not really as serious as I’m claiming. Let me set your mind at ease.”
Glancing to the woman in his arms, he bent to brush his lips over her bare shoulder, before working his arm out from beneath her head. She barely stirred and he covered her as he crouched beside her before getting to his feet.
The curtains to the bedroom weren’t closed and as he stared out the window, he mentally mapped the floor plan of the cabin. Where the windows were in the living room and what it looked out over. Could someone have been out there?
Watching them? Watching as she fell apart under his touch? How she flushed and her lips parted, shiny with his kiss and swollen from the force of his touch. Did they see what no one else in the world should be privy to other than himself?
His lip curled as he imagined this pervert getting his jollies off to her pleasure.
Giving her a final lingering look, he padded out of the bedroom, stopping only to draw on his jeans, not bothering to fasten them.
“You just put your jeans on. You really have nothing to be ashamed of, built as you are.”
Ryker froze momentarily before continuing on to the kitchen where he opened the cupboard and withdrew a mug that had the town’s name on it. Hallelujah Crossing and below that it read: Christmas is in town, year ‘round.
I’m going to find this fucker and when I do…
“Obviously you’re after something. Why don’t you tell me what it is you want.”
“I want your brother and I’ll do what I have to in order to get him. Yes, that includes that dark-skinned vixen who seems to have a praise kink. At least when you call her a good girl. Imagine how it will look when the daughter of Senator Hunter’s sexual preferences for kink are blasted, her family will be ruined. She’ll never talk to you again.”
“You keep talking like I didn’t know who she was. I knew she was the Senator’s daughter, just like I know I’m going to find you and end you.”
He tutted. “Why are you making promises you can’t keep.”
“It’s a vow. And I don’t break those.” Lord help him, he wanted to keep this woman safe and protected.
“Tell your brother to come in and take his punishment or things will get frosty, despite it being the middle of summer.” The click in his ear had him closing his eyes in frustration.
“What the fuck have you gotten yourself into, Tyler? And why are involved with Rayla Hunter?”