Wild Runaway: An Age Gap Protector Romance (Wild Heart Mountain: Wild Rider's MC Book 3) by Sadie King

Wild Runaway: An Age Gap Protector Romance (Wild Heart Mountain: Wild Rider's MC Book 3) by Sadie King

Author:Sadie King [King, sadie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-08-16T16:00:00+00:00


8

TRISH

It’s been two days since Joseph found me and took me in, and in those two days, the knot of anxiety I’ve carried around for so long has almost eased entirely.

It’s easy to be here. Joseph left this morning for a club meeting and said he’d be home after lunch.

I’ve spent the morning wandering the trails near his cabin with Rose strapped to my front in the sling he bought me and bear spray in one hand. Rose had her little face turned up to the sunlight streaming through the trees, as in awe of this place as I am.

She’s sleeping now in the travel crib we set up in the corner of the bedroom while I clean the kitchen. It’s the least I can do for the man who has taken me in, cooked me meals, and bought supplies for my baby.

He must have lived here on his own for a long time, and while the cabin appears tidy, I doubt it’s ever had a deep clean.

I’ve pulled out all the supplies from the cupboard below the sink and am on my hands and knees with bright yellow cleaning gloves on.

There’s a thick layer of grease, and my cloth leaves a clear path as I run through it. I sigh in satisfaction and wash the cloth out in the bucket of soapy water. Another few swipes and I’ve got the bottom of the cupboard back to a fresh white. I’m about to start on the cupboard door when the sound of tires crunching on gravel makes me start.

Joseph took his motorbike today, and this is definitely a car engine. My heart jumps into my throat, and I can’t breathe.

How has Ian found me already?

I peer out from over the kitchen counter, and there’s a huge car parked out the front of the house. It’s some kind of classic old car with side wings. Not the type of car you find on the side of a mountain, but it’s not Ian’s beat up little Honda either.

A woman steps out of the passenger seat and she’s as classic looking as the car, in a 1950s style dress with curves to match and her hair pinned up in a red scarf.

She pulls a bag out of the back and marches to the front door and knocks.

I’m frozen down on my knees, peering over the kitchen counter, not sure if I should answer it or not. I’ve got no idea who this strange woman is.

She shields her eyes and peers in as she knocks on the door.

“Hey,” she calls. “I’m a friend of Lone Star. I’ve got baby clothes you can have.”

At that moment Rose wakes up with a cry, and there’s no point in pretending we’re not here. I pop up from behind the kitchen counter and pull my gloves off.

“Just a minute.”

I get Rose up before opening the door a crack.

The woman smiles when she sees Rose. “She’s adorable.”

Her eyes light up, and Rose smiles right back at her. “My little one’s sleeping in the car; she’ll be up soon.



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