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It’s a big ask, but only for my gran would I do that. Plus, I told her I’d call.
“So, Victor?” He studies me for a moment. “You want to call someone named Victor? Boyfriend?”
“Can I borrow it? Please.” Again not answering him.
“Victor must be special if you know his number.”
“Very special,” I snap.
A crack and angry crash of thunder make me jump.
“Princess?”
“I might have lied about storms. I really don’t like them.”
“Too rugged for you?”
The bite to his words, like he’s summed me up, is annoying. I’m not a princess. I come from money, but the car and a great deal of my house came from my earnings. I work. I like working. “No. Too scary. So, I can’t have your phone?”
“You can try, but there aren’t any bars here.” He reaches into his back pocket and hands me his phone.
Damn, he’s right. No bars.
“Victor,” he says, “will have to wait.”
“Yes, Vic will.”
A wave of tiredness comes over me and he slides a little closer, his fingers whispering against the side of my face as he hooks a lock of hair behind my ear. That touch makes every sense in me skitter and leap.
He leans in, and my pulse goes a little crazy.
Against better judgment, against all common sense, my eyes flutter shut.
“So, Sidney,” he says, voice a soft slide against my senses, “what is it you’re running from?”
ChapterThree
Mack
Outside, thunder cracks and lightning flashes, and she jumps. Princess Sidney also tries to move away.
I should let her. Whatever shit she’s into or society ball she’s escaping from isn’t my business. But I take hold of her delicate wrist, her skin satin soft, and beneath the soot and the smoke is a fresh sweetness I think is all her.
The hold isn’t tight or menacing. I’m aware I’m a big guy, I’m strong, and I’m a fucking stranger that’s dragged her to the old cabin in the woods—literally, so I don’t want her to lose her shit.
But I do want her to talk. Apart from anything else there’s not much else to do here. G-rated, anyway. There’s been trouble in Norhill Tops, in the form of the fucking annoying Alpine Energy who wanted my sister-in-law’s land.
Of course, they never figured on the team of Dakota and my brother. Fierce, and made for each other, they’ll burn down anyone who interferes.
Mind, my big brother is a sheriff by blood. Protecting his own comes as natural as breathing, just like not trusting strangers.
Me? I don’t mind strangers, but I do protect what’s mine, my way, and this town’s that. My family’s here, so this woman, if she’s bringing trouble, I want to know. And she sure is nice to touch.
“Let go.”
Two words, soft, but I release her.
I take a swig of the whiskey and lean back on the front of the sofa as she pushes up, giving me a view of long, slender legs and a nice ass.
