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Amber wondered how he actually fit comfortably behind the steering wheel. “You good over there?” she asked.

“Yep, I got this.” He gave her a smile. “But once the snow starts to fly, we should take the snowmobiles into town.”

“Can we?” Callum called from the backseat.

“No.” Amber shook her head.

“Awe, please mom,” Mountain whined as he gave Callum a wink in the rearview mirror. “We’ll be good and stay in the ditches all the way to town.”

“You really don’t like cages do you?” She shook her head.

“Please, I make this grocery getter look good.” With ease, he backed out of the parking spot and made his way off the ranch and into town. When they were about two miles from the ranch, he pointed to a sign.

She found herself turning to take in the open space. The two story house with the window seat for Maisie appeared before her. She wondered how close her imagined home was to Mountain’s before she refocused on the road ahead. This was crazy, building a home with a man she barely knew.

Downtown Turnabout was a block and a half before residential homes filled the street. On the corner at the far end, a small café that was opened for breakfast. It was one of the few places that didn’t have a Steel MC patch on the logo or window. It seemed they owned most of the town.

“Have you ever eaten here before?” Mountain asked her.

“No, I don’t come to Turnabout real often. But it will be good to familiarize myself with some of these places before I start working at the clinic.” Amber led the kids inside the café and to a nearby table.

“Well, this place is only open for breakfast. You saw our lunch and dinner spot the other day.”

“Can’t really see bringing the kids there for lunch,” she said remembering the sight of Cinnamon practically naked between his legs.

“They really don’t get going until about two,” he said. “Earlier now, because schools in session so kids aren’t coming for lunch.”

Once through the door to the café, the smell of bacon frying filled the place making hunger pangs tighten her belly. With a few booths and tables one would think were styled to be retro until they sat down and realized the melamine was original. Years of use had worn the material down a bit in spots, even if the metal wrapped around the edges shined a bit.

“Table or booth?” she asked.

“Table if you want me to be able to get out without using the jaws of life.”

After a good old fashioned farmer style breakfast Amber suggested, “Can you drive us around and show us the town?”

“Sure. I do also have a couple of sets of keys to a few houses you might be interested in.” Mountain held up a set of keys. “I hadn’t given them back to Freaky yet, and they are for rent or to buy. Depending on what you’re wanting to do.”

“Let’s go look at those while were at it. The kids will enjoy that.” Amber pulled out some cash she had stashed in her back pocket to pay for breakfast.

“Put that money away. I’m buying.” Mountain passed the older women behind the register his credit card.

Amber didn’t want him to buy but she knew her savings was just about gone and she wouldn’t be getting paid for at least three weeks or more from the clinic. So what little money she had, she should save. “Thank you.”

Mountain signed the slip then dropped a cash tip at the table for the waitress. “Come on, let’s get this show on the road.” He took her hand and led them back to the van outside. “Callum, Maisie, do you want to see the town?”

“My friend Brock lives here,” Maisie said. “He said there’s a big park.”

“There is,” Mountain replied. “The club fixed up the old one.”

Now flurries began to fall. Barely visible, but enough to have Amber get nervous because she hadn’t packed their winter coats. “That was nice,” Amber said. “Did you help?”

“No,” he replied his thumb went to his left chest and stroked along his new patch. “I wasn’t with them yet.”

The actual town itself had four streets by six, Mountain showed Amber a few houses.

Callum ran through them, claiming rooms for his own.

“One last place.” Mountain directed them back to the van with Callum jumping down the three front steps of the home they just finished looking through at one time.

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