Hard as Steel (Men of Copper Mountain #2) Read Online Aria Cole

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Insta-Love Tags Authors: Series: Men of Copper Mountain Series by Aria Cole
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Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
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I smile, tracing the back of his hand with my thumb. “Just like us.”

His gaze softens as he looks at me, the depth of his feelings clear in the way his eyes darken, the way his fingers tighten ever so slightly around mine. “Just like us,” he repeats, his voice a little rough around the edges, just like him. “You feel like a drive, baby?”

I arch a brow, glancing at the truck. “Should I drive this time?”

Knox’s grin widens, mischief dancing in his eyes. “Yep. If you think you can handle the ole beast.”

I laugh, giving him a playful shove. “I can handle it. I do just fine handling you, don’t I?”

His laugh fills my heart with warmth. “You do more than fine, baby, you’re a damn pro.” He rises to his feet, pulling me up with him. His hands slide around my waist, tugging me closer, and his lips brush my ear. “A total expert at handling beasts.”

His voice sends a shiver down my spine, and for a second, I forget all about the truck. But then he steps back, dangling the keys in front of me with that infuriatingly sexy grin of his, and I take them, feeling my pulse quicken. This is more than just a drive. It feels like something bigger, like another step forward, a new beginning.

“Let’s go,” I say, flashing him a grin as I head for the truck. He follows me, close enough that I can feel the heat radiating from his body, and it’s all I can do to keep from pulling him back into my arms.

The truck rumbles to life under my hands, the sound of the engine purring smoothly like music to my ears. Knox slides into the passenger seat, his hand finding its place on my thigh, a possessive yet reassuring touch. I shift into gear and ease the truck onto the old two-track road that winds up the mountain, the tires kicking up a cloud of dust behind us. The road is bumpy and rough, but I handle it with ease, the way I’ve handled everything that’s come my way since meeting Knox. I can feel his eyes on me, a mix of pride and something deeper, something unspoken.

“You’ve got this,” he says softly, his voice full of admiration.

I glance over at him, my heart swelling. “Thanks to you.”

“Nah,” he shakes his head. “You’ve always had it in you.”

The road grows steeper as we climb higher, the sound of the tires crunching over rocks mingling with the rhythmic thud of an axe somewhere in the distance. Knox cocks his head toward the sound, a grin tugging at his lips.

“That’s Barron,” he says, nodding toward the tree line. “He’s been working up here. You’ll meet him soon. Lumberjack doesn’t even begin to cover it.”

I smile at the thought, imagining Knox’s brother, all rugged and quiet, just like him. The sound of Barron’s axe chopping through wood is methodical, grounding somehow, a reminder of the steady life we’re building here.

The truck crests the top of the mountain, and I suck in a breath, the view stealing whatever words I might have said. The sky is painted in hues of pink, orange, and purple, stretching wide and open above us. The valley below is bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun, and I feel like I’m standing on the edge of the world, with Knox by my side.

“It’s beautiful,” I whisper, my voice catching in my throat.

Knox cuts the engine, stepping out of the truck. He circles around to my side, helping me down with a gentle hand on my waist. We stand together at the edge of the overlook, his arm wrapping around my shoulders, pulling me close.

“This place...” he murmurs, his voice thick with emotion. “It feels like forever, doesn’t it?”

I lean my head against his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath my ear. “Yeah,” I agree softly. “It really does.”

For a moment, we just stand there, wrapped in the peace of the mountain, the world quiet around us. And then, Knox shifts beside me, and I feel him pull away slightly. I glance up, just in time to see him drop to one knee, his large hands reaching into his jacket pocket. My heart stops, my breath catching in my throat as I realize what’s happening.

“Perry,” he begins, his voice deep and steady, despite the raw emotion in his eyes. “You came into my life like a whirlwind, and I haven’t been the same since. You’ve made this place feel like home again—hell, you’ve made me feel like home again. And I can’t imagine doing any of this without you.”

He pulls a simple, elegant ring from his pocket, holding it up to me with a quiet confidence that makes my heart ache. “I know it’s a little rough around the edges,” he says, his lips twitching into a soft smile, “just like me. But I love you, Petal. Will you be my wife?”


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