Brave Enough (Love In Montana #3) Read Online Kelly Elliott

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Love In Montana Series by Kelly Elliott
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Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 103159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 516(@200wpm)___ 413(@250wpm)___ 344(@300wpm)
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I rolled my eyes, again, and looked back at the monitors as Hunter leaned in to say something to Sarah, causing her to turn and look up at him.

“She’s going to kiss him,” Jessie guessed as I willed Hunter to pull away.

Don’t kiss her. Don’t kiss her.

As if he read my mind, Hunter drew his head back and started to point out different things on the ranch. It was clear Sarah was bored out of her mind, but still happy to be sitting practically on top of Hunter.

By the time they got to the guesthouse, I’d stopped watching and started eating the Chinese food that had been delivered. It was almost cold, but it was better than watching Sarah throw herself at Hunter every chance she got.

“Wow, I really liked this one when she first introduced herself to Hunter. But now…” Jessie sat down next to me. “Did you want me to heat that up?”

I shook my head. “It’s still warm, sort of, but thank you.” I waited a moment, then asked, “What are the viewers saying?”

Jessie scrunched her face. “They don’t like her and they’re hoping he swipes left.”

“Kipton, the date is going to be ending soon, so we’ll need to get you up to the house,” another production assistant called out.

“Where’s Jack?” I asked as I slipped on my coat and hat.

“He left to head up to the house already,” Jessie said, handing me my gloves. “Do you need me to go to the house with you?”

I shook my head. “I don’t think so. It’ll be a short segment.”

Jessie smiled and handed me a cup of tea to go. “The car is waiting to take you up to the house. The picnic was being held at the guesthouse.”

“I’d be lost without you, Jess,” I said as I took the offered drink and quickly made my way out of the truck and to the waiting car.

They had timed it perfectly with me arriving at the house only moments before the date came to an end. I quietly stepped inside and smiled at Jack as he gave me a thumbs-up. I moved to him and asked in a hushed voice, “How’s it going?”

He grinned. “Hunter looks like he’s about to crawl out of his skin,” he replied in a whisper. I glanced into the living room but didn’t see them. They weren’t in the kitchen, either.

“Where are they?” I asked.

“She wanted a tour of the house before the date ended.” He pointed at the monitor, and I saw they were in Hunter’s room, Sarah’s arms laced around his neck.

“I had so much fun today, Hunter.”

He smiled, but it looked fake. “I did too. We should probably head back out; date is almost up.”

Sarah frowned. “I don’t even get a kiss. Kimber got a kiss.”

Hunter blinked several times, then reached up and pulled her arms from around him. He took a step back and laced his fingers through his hair. “Sarah, you’re a really nice girl, but I don’t think there was a connection today.”

Her eyes went wide before her mouth clamped shut. She gave him one small nod, then turned and nearly ran into the camera that had followed them into the room. “Get out of my way!” she yelled as she marched out of his room. Once she was in the living room, she grabbed her coat. “Date is over!”

Thank goodness Jessie had already fitted me with my mic and earpiece back at the barn, because Jack turned and looked at me expectantly.

I quickly made my way over to my designated mark where Paul was waiting behind the camera.

“Sarah—” Hunter began, before coming to a stop when his eyes landed on me.

“Date is over!” Sarah sing-songed again. Hunter grabbed her hand and drew her back to him.

“Don’t be angry. Surely you had to see this coming? You clearly lied about horseback riding, you can’t stand being in the country, and New York will always be home to you. You said so yourself.”

She folded her arms across her chest, frowning. “It might have worked had you given it a shot.” She narrowed her eyes—then a smile appeared on her face when she looked and saw the camera. It was like someone flipped a switch inside her. “It’s okay, Hunter. We would never work. We’re too different. I want things you’d never want, and let’s face it, you’d never fit in if you came to New York.”

I nearly laughed at the confused expression on Hunter’s face, as he asked, “What just happened? Didn’t I already say that?”

Sarah took both of his hands in hers. “I’m sorry, Hunter. I’m going to have to swipe left.”

My mouth fell open as I stared at the couple. One with a smile on her face, the other clearly confused.

Jack spoke into my ear. “In five, Kipton.”

For a moment, I panicked and fought to get the surprised look off my face as I smiled into the camera.


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