Saving Her Bear: A Second Chances Romance by Hart Alana & Wright Michaela

Author:Hart, Alana & Wright, Michaela [Hart, Alana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hartfelt Books
Published: 2015-09-11T07:00:00+00:00

By noon, they were making the trip back down the miles long dirt road, meandering through thick forest and nothing. Catherine had quickly realized halfway through breakfast that her phone was missing, and John packed her into the truck to go searching for it.

Catherine’s stomach turned at the idea of returning to those woods. She’d known great joy there to be sure, but she’d also known the greatest fear she’d ever experienced there – the moment she saw the second bear and thought for a moment that John was dead.

John made a b-line into the woods, seeing her discomfort and assuring her she could wait in the truck.

“No, I’ve got it. You sit tight,” he said, hustling off into the woods.

“But you don’t know what it looks like!” She called after him.

He just laughed. “Doesn’t matter. It’ll smell like you!”

Catherine gave a startled laugh at that. Jesus, she thought. I’ve fallen in love with a bloodhound.

She sat there a moment, listening to a song by Fleetwood Mac on John’s iPhone. She glanced toward the woods every few seconds, trying to remember the direction and distance of her escape route the night before. A breeze picked up through the trees and she startled, catching sight of something moving in the trees by the road. She watched it, waiting for the shape to explain itself. When it didn’t, she hopped out of the truck and sauntered over toward the trees. Stevie Knicks crooned from inside the truck – Now here I go again, I see the crystal vision. I keep my visions to myself.

Catherine moved slower than the night before, her bruised backside still throbbing despite a dose of Tylenol from John’s medicine cabinet. She took another step toward the swaying object, her eyes focusing on the strange shape dangling from a rope in the tree. It was one of the stick men, shaped into a head and four limbs, its sticks tied together at the ends by ripped black fabric. She reached out, pushing at its feet, watching it swing. As she watched, the same pattern of movement caught her eye in the distance, and she spotted three more hanging shapes – stickmen dangling from ropes around their necks.

“Got it. Nice case, goober.”

She startled, turning to find John coming up behind her, waving her phone at her, smiling at the cheerful picture of a pop tart on the back.

“Why thank you. Look what I found,” she said, giving the stickman another push.

John stared at it. “What the fuck is that shit, anyway?”

“Oh, cut it out. I know your game. Seriously, you had me terrified last night.”

“What, you really think I put that there?”

Catherine glared at him a moment, shaking her head. Then turned back toward the truck. “I can’t believe you went that far to scare me, but my god, it fucking worked.”

“Catherine, I didn’t -”

Another breeze picked up as Stevie sang – Thunder only happens when it’s raining.

“Don’t even. You and Paul and your hermits -”

“Catherine?”

She turned to look at John.

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