Found In The Mountains – Greene Mountain Boys Read Online Olivia T. Turner

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Insta-Love, Novella, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22539 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
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“Would that have been so bad?”

I see the hurt look on his face and go to him. I step on my toes, but I still can’t reach his mouth. “A little help, please.”

He can’t help but smile as he puts his big arms around me and kisses me on the lips. His beard tickles. I’m really starting to get addicted to these kisses. How am I ever going to leave this man’s side?

“That’s not what I meant,” I say with my cheeks blushing. “I can’t wait to introduce you to everyone, but I just want you all to myself for now. It’s only our second date.”

“I think we’re way past counting dates.”

I laugh as I slide my hand into his. “I think you’re right.”

We’re already an item. If last night wasn’t proof enough, then this morning was. We did it twice before we ordered room service and once more while we waited for it to arrive. My pussy is sore! Holy crap, but it was worth it.

“Where are we going now?” I ask when we’re driving off the lot and onto the main road. It’s another gorgeous day and we have all of it in front of us. Noah called in and took the day off, which I was thrilled about. If any dumb city girls get lost on the trails, they’re just going to have to sit tight and wait it out because the hot park ranger is all mine for the day. And hopefully for the night too!

“I’m bringing you somewhere you probably don’t want to go,” he says as he drives into town.

“Well, that doesn’t sound good.”

I knew the first date was too good to be true. Nothing like a terrible second date to even things out.

“You’ll thank me when it’s over,” he says as he rolls onto the main road. “I don’t want you to have any hard feelings with anyone or anything in my town.”

“I don’t have any hard feelings…”

But he continues on and makes a quick stop at the grocery store. It’s starting to click when I see him returning to the truck with a big bag of apples. He gets in and smiles as he puts it on my lap.

“Oh. Him.”

“Yeah, him. You two are making up.”

I cross my arms as I look out the window. “Fine, but I’m not riding him.”

“No problem, you can ride me later instead.”

I whip my head around and look at him with my mouth open.

He just grins as he starts the truck. Noah’s looking so hot today as usual. He’s wearing the same dark gray jeans as yesterday since he came straight to my room and never left, but he had an extra tank top in the back that he changed into. Those giant tattooed arms look bigger than ever and I find myself blushing every time I look at them and remember how they felt wrapped around me.

“Ready?” he asks with his hand on the gear stick.

“Fine,” I say with a playful roll of my eyes. “Let’s go see this stupid horse and get it over with.”

We chat the entire way, laughing and having a great time as we drive down the beautiful mountain roads with all of the stunning views.

“Oh, look! Ducks!” I say when we pass a small lake next to a rocky cliff.

Noah yanks the truck to the side of the road even though we’re going like sixty and I hold on until we bounce and skid to a stop. A cloud of dust flies into the air with our chaotic entrance and the ducks get so freaked out that they fly away, quacking in annoyance.

I turn to him with my mouth hanging open and my eyes wide. He bursts out laughing and then so do I.

“I’m sorry,” he says, laughing as he drops his forehead onto the steering wheel. “I really wanted you to see them.”

“I saw them,” I say with a giggle. “I saw them flying away in terror.”

We wait for a few minutes to see if they come back.

“Think they’re going to return?” Noah asks hopefully as he looks into the vast blue sky.

“I think they’re probably halfway to Canada by now.”

He laughs as he shakes his head and starts the truck. “You’re probably right. Maybe we’ll catch them on the way back. Sorry.”

I wrap my arms around his thick forearm and kiss his bicep. “I forgive you.”

We arrive at the Greene Mountain Stables before the first group of the day. The owners, Tyler and Carrie, are saddling up the horses as we walk over.

“Hey, Noah,” Tyler says as he walks over and shakes his hand. He nods politely at me, but then does a double-take when he recognizes me. “Are you doing okay? I’m so sorry about that. I thought Thunderbolt got over his fear of thunder.”

“Nope,” I say flatly. “He’s still very much afraid.”


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