Mountain Man Read Online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 38490 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
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Harley loves that shit. Damsels in distress, is his favorite daydream. He kept giving me looks like I’d done some shit wrong by handling that shit alone.

I grabbed a beer and headed out to my porch to enjoy the early morning air and get the stench of the city off me and settle my brain down.

The late night-early morning was cool and calm. The breeze was a welcomed change after the heat of the day before as I sipped my beer and tried to forget the last couple of hours.

I saw her eyes, the way they’d looked at the station, in my mind’s eye. They were a pure bottle green color with dark pupils that stood out in her tanned face with the pouty blush pink lips.

Her blonde hair had been pulled up in a ponytail so I couldn’t catch the actual shade. As I brought her face back to memory something strange started happening to me.

Something I wouldn’t have expected in a million years. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” I rubbed my hand over my chest to settle down the wild beating of my heart as I looked into the night for answers.

I slammed the front legs of my chair back to the floor from where I’d been balancing them in the air and looking down at my lap, and faced what I’d been avoiding since I got that feeling earlier.

My dick was hard and long beneath my zipper. Fucking pervert! Why the fuck is this happening to me? Why her, why now? I felt almost sick at my body’s reaction.

I had no plans on going anywhere near her jailbait ass so I wasn’t worried. That didn’t stop my mind from wandering to her every once in a while until the guilt made me go inside and call my brother. “How old is that girl?”

“What girl?”

“The one I saved tonight you ass.”

“Oh Cassie? She’s twenty three why?” Fuck this shit.

“No she isn’t. That girl is sixteen years old if she’s a day.”

“She looks young but she’s not, and she’s smart too. Why? You interested?” That perked his nosy ass right the fuck up.

“In what? I was just asking. So what’s going to happen now? Or is she not going to press charges?” She looks like the type. Probably afraid of her own damn shadow. Princess!

“Are you serious, do you not know who she is?”

“Am I supposed to?”

“Yes, her family owns the town.” How the fuck do you own a town?

“I see, thanks for telling me.”

I started to hang up but I should’ve known he wasn’t done. Little shit takes every opportunity to annoy my ass.

“You can always call her and see how she’s doing if you’re so interested. They left their number for you to call.”

“Piss off.” I hung up on his laughing ass and went back out on the porch, rubbing at that strange feeling in my gut. Harley picked up his head from his trough and gave me a look.

“I don’t need to take shit from you.” He went back to his food after giving me a very humanlike look.

Twenty-three huh. Fuck!

CASSIE

I sipped my morning coffee contemplating once again if I should drive out there or not. The thought of returning to the scene of my almost demise broke me out in a cold sweat, but I really felt the urge to go see my knight in shining armor.

His eyes were like a beacon in my mind. So clear, so bright, even in the dark. And with his dusty reddish blonde hair they just popped in that unbelievably handsome face of his.

I don’t think I’d ever seen a more well put together man before. His body was a work of art, under the fitted tee and jeans and I bemoaned the fact that I’d been too scared to enjoy his naked chest when he came to my rescue. Darn!

While my first impression of him had been that of a mountain man, the way he came out of the dark and his gruff manner, the man who came down to the station was a total dreamboat.

After the shock had worn off, after I’d gotten over the fear of just how much danger I’d been in, I was able to clear my mind and focus more on the man who’d come to my rescue.

And wouldn’t you know, the more I thought about him, the less afraid I became. Just the memory of his eyes was enough to ease the raw nerves that threatened to have me hiding in my room in a closet curled up in the fetal position.

I replayed everything in my head. From the moment he came to my rescue to my first real look at him down at the station. But the thing that stuck with me most, was that last look that he’d thrown over his shoulder as he walked away.


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