Page 17 of Crushing on the Mountain Men

“That explains why you are a man of few words.”

“I like to think of myself as a man of action,” he said, showing me his rare grin again.

I stared at his mouth, wanting to kiss him.

“I’m the second son. My parents are in DC, but travel to India often,” Davin said, bringing in my pack.

“Thanks for bringing that. I want to change clothes, but might need some help.” I felt my face get hotter. “That’s not meant to be flirty. My arm is still sore, though it didn’t look that bad and only needed a couple stitches.”

“Of course we’ll help you, and we won’t even look at your bra that much,” Davin said. “Do you want to change now while Creed starts dinner?”

“That would be great. I’m starving.” Then I realized I was really making myself at home here. “Sorry. I’m really getting demanding.”

“Not at all. Would you like steak, salmon, or chicken? Or I have pasta.” Creed gestured towards the large kitchen.“Can I just move in here right now?” This was really like a dream reality show.

“Yes.” Davin said.

Creed nodded. “We wouldn’t object.”

“I’d love the salmon. It’s my favorite and I rarely have time to cook,” I said. Also, I was not a wonderful cook, but why tell them all my faults?

I moved to my pack and found my regular clothes. “My uniform shirt is shot, literally, but the pants are likely okay after I wash off Kenny’s blood.”

“I’m good at getting blood out,” Davin said. “That happens on some of our rescue missions, too.”

“I want to hear all about how you two got into that,” I said, moving to the bathroom. “I’ll call if I need help, okay?”

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A look in the mirror of the spacious two-sink bathroom made me yelp out loud.

“Kailee?” Davin called.

“I’m good. Just saw what I look like.”

“You’re lovely,” he said.

One handed, I got my uniform pants off and could use the toilet. The bathroom was so clean. I figured there had to be another bathroom, but I wasn’t sure, as the shower looked pretty fancy.

I got my leggings on and was happy to see I’d remembered to shave my legs that morning before the shift. Not that I was expecting anything.

Who was I kidding? I thought, brushing my hair with one hand. I knew I wanted to sleep with them. But I had a feeling I was in this relationship with the two hot mountain men long term. It felt comfortable and yet new and exciting.

“Davin?”

The door opened right away.

“I need help with the shirt.”

Though he was calm and efficient, the feel of Davin’s long fingers on my body as he helped get my shirt off and a t-shirt and hoodie on over the bandage made my nipples tighten. I was imagining him undressing me, kissing his way down my skin.

“You okay?” He asked, helping me back into the sling.

“Oh yes.”

I leaned in and kissed him.

He put his hand on my cheek, and I nearly sighed into him at his tenderness. But he still owned that kiss, his tongue lightly teasing mine as he kissed me over and over.

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