Page 31 of Scarlett's Mountain Man
CHAPTER 9
THORIN
Several months have passed since Scarlett and Juniper drove up the mountain. Several months since Scarlett got out of the car, bloodied, and called out Juniper’s name before she passed out in my arms.
I hate looking back on that first day. The fear I felt until she woke up. I never want to experience that again.
But everything has gone smoothly since then. As smoothly as it can be. Scarlett wants to get up and move around, which she is now free to do. When she would get dizzy and pale, I had to put my foot down.
I look over at Scarlett, playing with Juniper. A smile grows on my face as Juniper smiles and makes noises back.
Our daughter.
I’ve said it several times in front of Scarlett, and she’s never corrected me. Call me an asshole, but I don’t care. I love the way it sounds, and I love Juniper like she was my own flesh and blood. I love Scarlett.
I’ve felt this way since the night they arrived, and it’s never wavered. If anything, it has grown with each day, with each interaction.
“What are you looking at?” Scarlett asks, turning her head to face me.
“You two.” I smile.
Her cheeks blush a rosy red, and I can’t help but chuckle. It’s almost like every little thing I do makes her blush, and I fucking love it.
I love her reactions.
I love the fire inside of her.
I love Juniper.
I love her.
I so badly want to tell her, but I know it’s too soon. I’m sure she will freak out if I tell her I love both of them.
“Why are you looking at us like that?” She tilts her head to the right.
“Looking at you like what?” I ask, changing my facial expression.
No doubt I was looking at them with love. She’s caught me and asked a couple of times. Maybe I just need to tell her and say it’s never going to change.
“Like you…” She stops herself.
“Love you?” I fill in for her.
Her eyes go wide, and she nods. “But that can’t be possible. You’ve only known us for a few months.”
I slowly walk toward her and sit down. Cupping her face, I cradle her cheeks. “But Idolove you two. I have since you called out Juniper’s name and fell unconscious in my arms.”
Her mouth falls open.
“No,” she whispers.
“I’m not lying. I’ve loved you two since the first day. I felt a connection with both of you, and I can’t deny it. The spark between us. It’s there. I know you feel it as well.”
I didn’t actually know, but I’m not going to tell her that.
“How?”
“How did I know?” I ask.
