At One's Pleasure by Lucille Kelly

Author:Lucille, Kelly [Lucille, Kelly]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi, epub
Published: 2013-10-24T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 11

It wasn't quite as fun once they deplaned. It was a long flight, but still it felt like she had took a step in the hot sun of the tropics and then the next step the plane was landing and they were surrounded by ice and white as far as the eye could see.

“Exactly how cold is it?” She asked as Jacob helped her bundle into a snow jacket and boots.

“About twenty degrees and balmy for these parts,” Jacob said, shivering theatrically. “Once we get to the limo, maybe you should ride in my lap.”

“There’s a heater.” Griffin nudged Jacob out of the way and looked Rebecca over. When he was satisfied she was ready he signaled Logan to open the hatch.

Logan spoke into the communicator at his wrist and then waited. When there was a positive response back he opened the hatch and stood for long minutes while he studied the empty landscape around them. Only then did he signal the car and lead them out of the plane.

Cleo was standing in the cockpit smiling at Becca while she watched the men surround her like she was made of glass.

“See you later, Cleo.” Becca called, waving.

Cleo winked at her. “Good Luck with the wolves.” She called. Becca wasn’t sure if she meant the wolves they would be meeting or the ones currently trying to shield her from possible attack with their bodies.

“Yeah,” she muttered. Either way, she was going to need it.

They made it to the car without incident and luckily, Griffin was right. The limo was toasty warm. From there they drove to an inn close to the pack running grounds. Linc assured her it was human run and that security had already been vetted. She was relieved, not looking forward to meeting any wolves from their old pack after everything that she’d heard about it, and especially not looking forward to meeting Griffin’s family. From the tension coming off Jacob, he felt the same way.

It was not a small inn, which is what Becca had been expecting; rather it was a huge log cabin resort, with roaring fires and open beam construction. Decorated in English country lodge when she was expecting Wild West trapper, it was comfortable and warm. The suite was huge and all about the luxury, with a bar a full bathroom, with a whirlpool tub and a seating area separate from the two bedrooms. One of which Logan commandeered for security headquarters. No dear heads on the wall, thank goodness, and very masculine and charming.

Why she was surprised that Griffin could find a luxury suit in the wilds of Montana she didn’t know, but she was. Montana just seemed so wild and unpopulated to attract rich tourists, but maybe that was the draw.

“Fly fishing and hunting,” Linc said, noticing her look. “The lodge is close to the Bob. It’s a wilderness complex, beyond that are three other wilderness areas: Glacier Park, the Great Bear and the Scapegoat, which comprise approximately 3 million acres of wild country.

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