Guts & Glory_Ryder by Jeanne St. James

Author:Jeanne St. James [James, Jeanne St.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jeanne St. James
Published: 2019-08-02T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

His instinct to protect the woman who sat in his arms, leaning on him, wisps of blonde hair getting caught in his early morning whiskers, was growing at an alarming rate.

It was one thing to be sexually attracted to her, but that wasn’t all it was.

Which was troublesome.

If he was being honest with himself, he shouldn’t even be sexually attracted to her. Not with some of the situations he’d found her in. If anything, it should be the opposite.

Made him wonder if he’d lost his damn mind.

Yes, that’s what it was. Temporary insanity. Once he delivered her back to her cousin and she was moving forward with her life as it should be, he’d forget all about her.

Right?

Fuck me.

A low grumble came from his gut. He needed not only his head examined but food in his stomach. “Time to get back, darlin’. Need to eat.”

He also needed to get more condoms. There was nothing he wanted more than to fuck her right there on that rock, especially while the sun had been rising.

Maybe once he got some, they could take another early morning trip to catch it again, this time better prepared. Like with a blanket. And maybe breakfast. Also, take her for a hike once she got more appropriate shoes. Show her not only the beauty of a sunrise, but of the Kentucky wilderness. Show her how much he loved that mountain.

If she wanted, it could become her place to decompress when needed, too. Whether he was there or not. Though, he wasn’t sure he’d want her up here alone.

And he definitely didn’t want some other man up here with her, fucking her in his bed.

Fuck no.

So, scratch that.

“I don’t want to leave.”

Me neither, darlin’. “We can come back.”

She twisted her head. “When?”

“One of these mornings.”

“How long are we staying up here?”

“We’ll head home when you’re ready.” When I know you’re appreciatin’ life and not takin’ it for granted.

“And if I’m ready?”

“You’re not ready, darlin’.” And I’m not ready to head back, either. Not yet.

“It’s not fair that you’re here stuck with me because of the way I am.”

“I’m not sacrificin’ shit. I love it up here.” That was one hundred percent true.

And I love sharin’ it with you.

Fuck him, that was one hundred percent true, too.

Before he said something stupid, he disengaged from her and got to his feet, then helped her up. As she went to turn away and climb back over the rocks, he snagged her arm and hauled her back to him, slamming her into his chest.

Her blue eyes held amusement as she looked up at him. “Thought you were hungry.”

“Oh, I’m fuckin’ hungry all right,” he murmured, then took her mouth.

He slipped his tongue between her parted lips and as their tongues tangled, she groaned, pressing herself against him harder.

With her not wearing a bra, the only thing between her tits and his chest was a little bit of cotton.

He wrapped the arm he was holding around his waist and took her jaws in his hands as he deepened the kiss.

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