Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 58962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
So, yes. I was considering going to Montana with him. After everything that happened, I didn’t want to go back to my job or my house. It was time to do more than have a predictable job and a predictable life. Maybe I needed to keep being unpredictable and explore this thing with Roy. To learn everything about him and show him more of me.
“Um, yeah. I’m definitely thinking about it.”
A grin split Roy’s face. “I will make you so fucking happy, baby. I promise. A mated male wolf lives to please his female–sexually and otherwise. Whatever you need or want, I’ll figure out how to give it to you.”
I would swear it felt like I was soaring. Like a helium balloon had filled in my chest, rendering me weightless. Floating off to the moon.
I smiled back at him. “Let’s just take things one step at a time, okay? I’ll drive back with you to visit and see how it feels.”
Roy stroked his lips across mine. “I couldn’t ask for anything more.”
His phone buzzed, and he pulled it out of his pocket. “It’s Mark,” he said, sliding his thumb across the screen to answer it and putting it on speaker.
“Hey, you two. How are you enjoying the cabin?”
“It’s perfect. I can’t thank you enough,” Roy said. “I, uh, wolfed out the moment we pulled up, but it’s all good now.” He cupped my face, looking into my eyes like I was a goddess.
“Does that mean what I think it does?” Mark asked.
“Yeah. We’re mated.”
“Congratulations!” There was a heartiness to Mark’s voice that warmed me. “That’s great news.”
“The best,” Roy said.
“Well, I’m calling with more good news. Thanks to the proof Brooke provided, I was able to get that warrant, and we picked up Lazano and one of his dealers this morning. You already dispatched the top four in his organization, so other than a few petty dealers, we have streets clean on this. Brooke is safe to go back home and to work.”
We looked at each other. “That’s great news,” I said. “Thanks so much.”
“So get out of my cabin. No, I’m kidding. Stay as long as you want. Actually, there’s a run tonight if you want to meet the Denver pack.”
Roy glanced at me and raised his brows in question.
I shrugged.
“We’ll pass.” He kept his gaze on mine as he added, “Brooke’s going to drive back to Montana with me and check out Cooper Valley.”
I nodded my agreement.
“Where you are always welcome, I should add. I can’t thank you enough.”
My phone buzzed from across the room, on the kitchen counter charging. As Roy wrapped up his call with Mark, I climbed from his lap and checked my phone.
It was a text from Casey.
I’m back in town. Are you around?
No, I’m at a friend’s cabin. Then I’m heading to Montana with the guy!
I didn’t think sharing that it was a DEA agent’s cabin and we’d been hiding out from murdering drug kingpins over a text was a good idea.
What? Hold up! That was why I texted.
We need to talk about the Marine.
28
BROOKE
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“There you are!” Casey said.
I’d just shut the front door of my house behind me when she stuck her head around the corner from the kitchen.
After she’d texted me that she wanted to talk about Roy, I’d tried to call her but couldn’t get through. I found her car in the driveway when Roy brought me here to pack a bag to go to Montana. She had a key to my place and had let herself in.
He hadn’t wanted to leave me here, but I told him Casey and I needed to catch up, so he’d reluctantly dropped me off to pack up his stuff–and the few things I’d left behind–and check out from the hotel. I wanted to talk to her in private before I introduced them since it seemed like she had something to say about him.
“Where have you been?” Casey asked. “I flew back early to talk to you and make sure you’re okay.” She exhaled hard. She was in a pair of black leggings and an old band t-shirt, but she had on full makeup, and her hair was up in her “flight attendant” style. She hadn’t been back for long. “And why is there cereal everywhere?”
I hadn’t been in the house since the whole bad-guys-almost-shooting-me situation. Seeing the spilled raisin bran reminded me of what had almost happened here. At least the bodies were gone. It only solidified my decision to go to Montana with Roy. I didn’t feel comfortable in the house anymore.
“A crazy thing happened,” I told her. “I didn’t tell you about it when we talked on the phone.”
She gasped and came over to me, looked me over. Her gaze snagged on the bite mark on my shoulder. “Oh my God, did he hurt you?”