Mountain Men of Liberty (Complete Box Set) by K.C. Crowne

Author:K.C. Crowne [Crowne, K.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-14T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 1

Jose

“Cyrus Whitaker!” I called his name the second I opened the door to Xtreme Adventures.

Some man I knew wasn’t Cyrus stopped me in the lobby. “Cyrus is meeting with some potential clients. What can I do to help you?”

I didn’t bother to pay attention to him. He was background noise as far as I was concerned. I pushed forward.

“Miss, I told you—”

I turned on my heels. “What? Are you afraid that an angry woman storming into his office might hurt his business?”

“Well, yes, to be frank, that’s exactly—”

I turned around and walked to the office door with his name on it. I didn’t even think about the possibility it might be locked; I just turned the knob, shoved open the door, and found the man of the hour sitting at his desk with two other men sitting across from him.

All three of them turned to look at me. Cyrus was the only one to stand up.

His presence was intimidating to most. He was at least 6’5” or 6’6”, all pure muscle from the arms as thick as tree trunks to the abs that looked as solid as a brick wall. It had been a while since I’d seen him in person; mostly I saw his ads around town. He’d grown a thick beard that was a little too messy for my liking and needed a trim, as did his light brown hair.

“Josie Parker? What brings you in to see me?” He had a deep, rumbling voice with just a hint of southern twang from growing up somewhere outside of Liberty, Utah.

I slammed the printed papers down on his desk, never taking my eyes off him. He glanced down, scrunching his face as he picked them up off the desk.

He lifted his gaze to mine. “Ms. Parker, I’m in the middle of a meeting.”

“I’m not going anywhere until you explain these reviews you left.”

“That I left?”

“Don’t act like you don’t know,” I growled. I crossed my arms in front of my chest. He flipped through the papers, a smirk pulling at the corners of his lips as he read. That only added fuel to the fire.

Since he wasn’t getting it, I grabbed the top sheet from him and read it out loud so his clients could see the type of person they were working with. “Ms. Parker’s fine ass is the only reason for choosing to work with her. Her drippy, cheery, over-the-top hippie act is a bit much. If you want a real workout, go to Xtreme. If you want to watch a fine ass woman bend over into the doggy-style pose, then I can’t blame you for choosing Free Spirit Outdoors. Just come over to us when you want a real workout. Signed Seymour Butts.”

I cocked an eyebrow and waited for a response. Cyrus was clearly trying hard not to laugh. His clients, two men in corporate attire, looked at each other before standing up to leave.

“Hold on,” Cyrus said, holding a hand out to stop the men. “I swear on my life I didn’t write these.

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