Cave Man (The First Mountain Man Book 1) by Frankie Love

Author:Frankie Love [Love, Frankie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-24T23:00:00+00:00

I hear the squeal of the hog in the distance as I am braiding a cot together with palm leaves, trying to remember how to cross them correctly. I stand, leaving the cave, to see Stone walking toward the cave with the hog across his shoulders.

He is nearly naked, in nothing but that loincloth, his chest glistening with sweat, the bloody knife in his hand. My mouth waters.

He is ripped, wild, and feral – giving me a grin that makes my belly flip-flop.

“Hungry?” he asks.

“Starving,” I say, the double entendre lost on him. But oh my god, none of it is lost on me. I pretend to work on the cot for the next hour, but in reality I am just staring at Stone as he guts the warthog so we can have supper. His biceps flex, the muscles in his back too, and I have a primal desire to climb up that mountain of a man and let him know he can feast on me.

I don’t do that, though. Of course not. And it’s not because I’m a virgin. It’s because I cannot ruin what I have here. Someone willing to look out for me, keep me safe. If I make a move that he doesn’t want, he might look at me differently. And then where will that leave me?

I don’t want to be alone out here in the wild.

We work like that for the rest of the day. I eventually get more focused and use the zip ties that are in my backpack to secure a cot for myself as he finishes cleaning the hog. Blood pours like a river down the dirt and the smell is a little wretched but still, every once in a while, I take a quick look over my shoulder, seeing his muscles tense as he works to keep us alive.

Later, when we go to bed at night, my stomach is full from the meat he cooked over the open pit. And while I'm still stunned to be here, I'm less tense than I was the night before.

And though I’m not hungry, my body is out of sorts as I look over at him lying on his bed, wishing he were closer.

When I wake in the morning, it's like life is on repeat. Collect water, hunt for food, watch out for wild animals, work, sleep, work, sleep. Suddenly, I've been here a week. Then two. Then three.

The energy between Stone and I is hard to understand. There are moments of affection, but then he always pulls back. He’ll reach for my hand, then let it go when what I really want is for him to hold on tight.

He's a hard read and I know he was lonely before I came, but I think he's on edge. Scared to do or say anything that might upset me. He doesn't want me to run away. Probably because I threatened to twice in the first twelve hours I was here.

He doesn't want to lose me, but it makes me think he also doesn't want me like that, which is fine.

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