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Hannah follows my gaze over the creamy color of the new deck on the back veranda. The smell of freshly sawn pine fills my chest with old memories of when I built my cabin. Lost in all the other things living on the mountain throws my way, I think I’ve forgotten how much I like working with wood.
Fixing the deck has been on my list of things to fix up for a long time, but finally getting it done has a feeling of accomplishment bursting inside of me that hasn’t been there in a long time.
“Wow,” I say, sliding a hand through my hair, pushing it back so the cool breeze tickles the beads of sweat. “It looks bigger now, right?”
Hannah nods. “Yeah. We’ll just fix up that section over there.” She points to the dark, rotted wood that’s below a hole in the guttering. “And then that cross will be a big tick on my paperwork.”
“Hang on.” I hold a frown, glaring at Hannah. “You said ‘we’ll fix it up’.Does that mean you’re actually going to help now?”
Her mouth drops into a perfect ‘O’. “I’ve helped! I’ve been sifting through this shambles, thank you very much.” She shakes the tray of old nails at me, a tongue poked between her teeth. “And just so you know, not all of these are perfectly straight. If you really did straighten these out like you said you did, then you didn’t do a very good job.”
Fuck. This woman.
My chest bounces beneath a deep chuckle. Hannah’s striking green eyes glow in the sunshine, her amusement making her face brighten as she slides a hand down her curvy waist and pops a hip out. Goddamn. I want to fucking hold her so tight she can’t ever leave. She’s spent all day by my side, helping, talking and simply justbeinghere.
Yes, she gives me shit. Constantly.
And you know what? I fuckingloveit.
I’ve never had that before – the company of someone happy to be with me.
She’s perfect in every sense and a deep, growing feeling is making my belly twitch. I want to marry this woman. She needs a ring on her finger. Not just any ring… The biggest, most beautiful ring I can provide for her. That’s the least she deserves.
She’s so damn sexy, so smart. So funny.
More than that, when I’m around her,I’mthose things too.
I’m a better man when I’m with her. I want to make improvements to my cabin instead of shoving them aside for another day. I’ve got energy and enthusiasm for life. I’m brimming with excitement to teach her, pass on my knowledge of living on the land and help create a home that we can both be proud of.
I want her.
And nothing else matters.
“Come on then,” Hannah slaps my arm and crawls across the decking boards to the last piece to repair. The loud cry of the evening birds is echoing down the valley, a squawk piercing the silent, peaceful air. “What are you waiting for? I’m starving and I can smell the cherry tea calling my name.”
I watch her crawl across, her big, round ass wobbling with each shuffle of her knees. I grind my teeth, wanting to take her right here on the deck. I want to grab her ass and slam into her, hear her scream my name into the forest where we belong. Together.
My cock twitches at the thought, her perfectly rounded body radiant against the orange hue falling upon us. I grab the hammer, stomping over and slapping her ass on the way.
“Let’s finish up. You’re ripping the timber up this time, baby girl,” I say, passing her the hammer.
“What?!” Hannah gasps. “I can’t-”
I shuffle in behind her, curling my arms around her waist and closing her fingers around the hammer. She’s warm and soft. “Spin it around so the claws are pointing down.” Her hair fluffs into my face, but I don’t mind. The gentle, floral scent bursts through my nose and set my heart on fire. I hold her tighter, a steady hand guiding her shaky arm down to meet the crumbly old decking board. “Now hook the claw under that piece. Make sure it’s under real good, and yank back.”
Hannah’s breath trembles and I let go. She positions the hammer under the timber, wiggling and grooving it until it holds firm. She gives a quick, firm thrust backwards, pulling the old board up and splitting it in half.
“I did it!” She cries out, quickly hooking the hammer back beneath the timber to release the last few splints that remain. “Look, Colt. Look.” She leans back into me. “That was easy. And fun.”
Her body twists and she flashes a look up at me. Her big, beautiful eyes are gleaming with pride, a look I’ll never get tired of.
“Perfect.” I swallow hard, staring into her eyes. “And I’m not talking about the new hole in the deck.”
Hannah’s cheeks flush and I lean down, pressing a kiss to her lips. Our mouths lock, my tongue invading her mouth as we sink into a long, loving kiss before eventually finishing the last few boards to complete the new deck.
Hannah takes control, even hammering in a few of the old nails to secure the timber she’s cut with a surprisingly steady saw action.
“Measured. Cut. And laid.” Hannah folds her arms over her chest, eyes casting in the sunset over the completed project. “Mr. Mountain Man. You have no place here anymore.” That spirited look in her eyes is back. The one I love so much. “This is my house now. You are free to go.”
