Something About a Mountain Man by Em Petrova

Author:Em Petrova [Petrova, Em]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-26T16:00:00+00:00

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At the sound of Livvy’s throaty moan, Ryan turned. The knife in his hand slipped and he let it fall to the ground as he clapped eyes on the beautiful—bleeding—woman standing before him.

“What the hell happened?” He stomped across the yard in four strides and caught her by the shoulders.

She winced at his grip and that was when he noticed her scar.

The twisted skin was still red, not fully faded even after a year. And fuck if that didn’t slam him right in the soft parts.

He didn’t know where to look first—at the old wound he hadn’t seen fully in daylight or the new injury on her forearm.

“I tripped and got scraped by a stick. It’s not very deep.”

He let his hands hover over the scarf only protecting a portion of the palm-to-elbow wound. “Fuck, you really did it right, didn’t you?”

She smiled at him. Actually smiled.

He glowered. “You’re happy about it?”

She shook her head. “I’m happy to hear that expression. It’s something you and the guys said often back in Afghanistan.”

Tensing at the mention of the place that had stolen too much of his soul, he arched a brow at her until she sighed.

Holding out her arm, she said, “Do your worst.”

As gently as possible he untied the scarf, trying to keep his gaze from flashing back to her throat. But the last thing he wanted was to make her feel bad for the scar that marred her, when really it was his fault.

The cloth slipped away to reveal a long, jagged scratch. He grunted. “Filled with dirt, of course.” He looked into her eyes. “You know I have to clean this.”

“Yeah, I was hoping it was with some whiskey so I could have a sip or two.”

Worry hit his chest. “Are you dizzy? Feeling ill? Did you hit your head?”

“Nothing at all.”

He pulled her toward the stool, moving it back from the flames a bit first. “Sit and I’ll go get my box.”

Hell, how could he have let her get hurt again? And where the hell had she been? When he’d come in from hunting, his chest had nearly burst with seeing her gone. Then he’d practically tossed the entire cabin looking for a clue that she hadn’t taken off for good. Seeing some of the contents of her pack dumped out on the bed had almost made him sag with relief.

He was in too deep with Livvy. The smart, sexy and sweet-as-sugar woman had ripped down his wall and brought him out of hiding in ways he didn’t even want to think on.

When he returned, she was touching the edges of the cut.

He extended his palm and she stared at the two pills sitting in the middle.

“What’s that?”

“Painkillers.”

“I’m not in any pain. It just stings a bit.”

He thrust the pills into her hand and she put them in her mouth like a little kid being made to eat Brussel sprouts. He handed her a canteen of water and she downed them. Though he had the urge to ask her to show him her tongue and ensure the pills were swallowed, he didn’t.

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