Mountain Man's Accidental Baby Daughter(2)

By: Lia Lee and Ella Brooke


“Would you mind if I touch you?” he asked.

“Not at all,” I said as my breath hitched. Jamie nudged me.

Viking put his hands on my ankle, pressing the bone with his fingertips, and I winced.

“It’s not broken,” he said. “But you’ve twisted it. I’ll have to take you down to the lodge, you can’t carry on with the hike.”

“Should I come with you?” Jamie asked.

Viking shook his head. “You carry on with the hike. I’ll make sure your friend gets back to the lodge safely.”

Jamie looked disappointed, but I was more than happy with the arrangement. I wanted time alone with this guy. I wanted him all to myself, in a big way. He held out his hand and helped me up, pulling me to my feet like I weighed nothing. I could only imagine what else he could do with that strength.

Stop it, I scolded myself. I couldn’t think dirty like this. But then, why not? I wasn’t in a relationship anymore. I could do whatever the hell I wanted. And what I wanted was the Viking. I couldn’t help but imagine what he would look like rearing over me with his clothes off, those strong arms planted on either side of my head. I shivered at the thought.

That wouldn’t be boring at all if I could get this guy to take me. He didn’t look like he would be average in bed. I had never done something so wild, but why not? Maybe I should take a chance. I could only imagine how amazing it would be if it worked. What was the worst that could happen?

He could say no. It would be a damn shame if he did, but what if I got a yes?

My stomach tightened at the thought.

I had never done anything as crazy as a one-night stand or no-strings-attached sex. I didn’t go home with men I didn’t know. With Randy, everything had been controlled and planned. We had a routine. We had been predictable. It was what I had liked about our relationship.

But that had been “boring.” Building something prolific together, heading toward our future, hadn’t been enough. Instead, he had wanted something else, and I couldn’t figure out what that was. All I knew was that I hadn’t been good enough.

Well, that was about to change. It wasn’t like I was doing all these new things to win Randy back, but I wanted to make him jealous. I wanted him to realize he was wrong and when he came crawling back to me, I wanted to be the one that could tell him to piss off.

It was why I had cut my hair and stopped straightening it. It was why I had gone under the needle for all kinds of tattoos. It was why I had come to the godforsaken mountain in New Hampshire even though I was a city girl and happy with my life.

Now that the hot Viking was here, I could prove that I wasn’t boring. I could throw away the safety net and jump with my eyes open, and I was pretty sure this man, stacked with muscles, would try to catch me. All I had to do was find a way to get him alone.

And near a bed. Although, any flat surface would do the trick. I just didn’t want to do anything out here, surrounded by nature. I was reaching out and showing my wild side, but I wasn’t that wild. He would take me back to the lodge, and there were plenty of places I could take him to let him have his way with me.

“Come on,” he said, putting his arm around my waist and helping me down the path. His arm was thick and strong, and I felt small and delicate against him. We started walking, me limping alongside him. When I tripped, he tightened his arm around me, pulling me closer to his body, and I liked it.

Heat washed over me and pooled between my legs. I hadn’t been turned on by a stranger before. This wasn’t me. But nothing I had done lately was the real me, and it had still been a thrill.

This was the biggest thrill so far, though. And I wanted to ride it out and take it all the way. I put my arm around his waist, barely able to reach around properly, and I felt his muscles ripple under his skin as he moved. If I limped a little more, he would hold me a little tighter, and we would move a little slower, and all this deliciousness would be drawn out.

I wanted it to last.





Chapter 2

Laird

I had parked my ATV as close to the trail as I could, but it was still a short hike to get there. I had to help this woman over patches of rock and through trees and shrubs. Her limp was quite bad, worse than I had thought it would be when I’d felt the bone.

But if she was in pain, she was in pain.

She leaned against me as I helped her to the four-wheeler. Her body was small and delicate against me, and I would be lying if I said it wasn’t a turn on.

I helped a lot of clients. Every now and then, someone on Charlie’s hike got hurt. It was up to Jackson and me to take care of them and get them back to the lodge so Charlie could carry on with his tour. I didn’t often get women this attractive. And I never had to rescue a woman I felt this drawn to.