Page 10 of Mountain Man Book Boyfriend's Holiday Treat

“Yeah. My dad left us right after I was born. He didn’t want to have kids and I was the last straw.”

“Yeah. At least you had your mom.”

“You didn’t?”

“From what I understand my mother didn’t know who my father was. And she didn’t want to be a parent so after five years, she dropped me off with her mother. Who didn’t want anything to do with me.”

I reach out and touch her hand, holding it and rubbing my thumb along her hand. “I’m so sorry. Was your grandma nice?”

“No. She was very stern and she didn’t think kids should be heard at all.”

“Ugh. That’s awful. Kids are supposed to have fun. I might not have had much but I knew my mom loved me. She was just so busy with work to keep us going that she didn’t have a lot left to give.”

“I’m sorry that you lost her.”

I sigh, absently tracing her skin. “My older sister ran away when she turned eighteen. To be with a guy that I’m sure wasn’t nearly good enough for her. It broke my mom. She made it until my eighteenth birthday the next year and then she was gone.”

I look up and her eyes shimmer with tears. “I’m so sorry. That must have been so hard for you. You were so young.”

I shrug. “I was older than most. I learned to take care of myself at a young age so I just kept on. And then I did a crazy thing.”

“What?” Her wide gray eyes are locked on me.

“I wrote Lucifer’s Cross. And then all hell broke loose and I couldn’t get any peace. People kept asking me about the next book and the next and I couldn’t even think let alone write. So I ran away to the mountains.”

“What do you do for work? Are you working on something new?”

“No. I don’t write anymore.”

“That’s a shame. I remember Lucifer’s Cross. It was amazing.”

I sigh and drop her hand, running my fingers through my hair. “I just couldn’t think anymore. There was a muddled story but it wasn’t good enough and I just couldn’t finish it.”

She smiles. “I’d love to see it.”

“Maybe someday.”

I hold out my hand and smile at her. “Would you like to dance?”

She smiles and stands. “I’d love to.”

I hit a button and a soft jazz song plays through the cabin. She leans her head on my shoulder. My heart beats frantically in my chest and I struggle to breathe. My whole body is lit up like the Fourth of July and I can’t stop touching her. I trail my hand down her back and fit her hips tighter to me, feeling her whole body melt into me.

“Reese? I feel like I need to tell you something.”

“What?” I can’t say more than that. It feels like all my energy is concentrated below my belt where my dick is straining to touch her, feel her.

“I’m a virgin.”

My whole body freezes tight and then I stare down at her, pulling back. I don’t like the hurt look on her face but the shock reverberates through me, echoing frantically in my mind.

“You’ve never…”

I can’t even finish the sentence. But she nods and that makes me smile. Her eyes widen.

“Thank fuck. I’ve been sitting here this whole night thinking that I want you so damn much and I also want to kill any other man that’s touched you.”

“Why?”

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