Page 13 of Crushing on the Mountain Men

My apartment seemed lonely that night. After living in a house with four brothers, it had seemed like a luxury to have this little studio to myself. My brother Scott had a friend looking to sublet, and it was pretty reasonable. I suspected Scott put in some money for the rent, but I was happy to babysit his three-year-old twin girls often, so I knew he wouldn’t let me pay him back.

It was a rare night when family or friends weren’t reaching out. I was thinking about the rescue the night before, and the baby today.

I’d received a text from Jessica’s sister, saying mom and baby were doing well. I wouldn’t have thought of her as the thoughtful type, but I’d learned in my work on the ambulance that people reacted differently in times of crisis. Maybe she was just scared.

I turned on the news, though I rarely used my TV. One of my brothers gave it to me when I’d moved in. I was looking for news about the missing kid on the trail. He hadn’t been found yet.

“Thinking of you, guys. I hope the mission turns out well.” As soon as I texted Creed and Davin, I slapped my forehead. It was oddly formal and didn’t really get to the heart of a missing boy.

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I heard the phone buzz later as I changed into a t-shirt and shorts for bed. “Thank you. Looking forward to seeing you.”

That was from Creed.

As I was reading my phone later while in bed, I got a text from Davin.

“We found him. Fallen with broken arm.”

I searched up local news sites and even found a video. It showed Creed rappelling down a small ravine. It was hot.

I rolled my eyes at myself. Another shot of Davin pulling the rope with a team to help Creed and the wrapped boy come up was also sexy.

Thoughts of kissing them both made me smile as I drifted off to sleep.

Chapter six

Davin

“Jordan,wedon’twantto babysit hikers in the mountains.” I tried to keep the irritation out of my voice as the Rescue Group, Inc. owner asked if Creed and I wanted to do a hike the following weekend.

“We’ve been called in on so many lately, I reached out to local tour groups. Many want to be proactive.”“You mean they want to let clients drink and get stupid on hikes?”

Jordan laughed. “Come on, I know you and Creed rarely interact with other humans up there in your cabin. Maybe it would do you good to get out.”

“That’s unfair. We had a date yesterday.”

Silence met my remark, and I realized I shouldn’t have said it. Rescue men and women were notoriously gossipy.

“Really. Together?”

“I have to go, Jordan. I’m working on some finances for my mother.”

“You know that can’t be a secret, right?”

The sound of him laughing again rang in my ear as he cut off.

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Creed came in with some groceries.

“Are we having a party?” I moved to help him, looking at all the bags.

“Well, I said I’d cook for Kailee.”

“This is enough food for twenty.”

“I’m not sure what she likes.”

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