Page 7 of Two Times the Mountain Men
“Good enough,” he said. Without giving me a chance to react, he stepped forward, bent and scooped me up and tossed me over his shoulder as if I were a sack of potatoes. I squealed, unsure of what to do. Despite being short, I wasn’t a small woman by any sense, so I’d never had someone pick me up so effortlessly.
With my torso draped over his shoulder my hair fell over my face, blocking my view of his partner. All I could see was his magnificent ass, just below my face. Grabbing my hair, I put it up into a ponytail using a hairband I always kept on my wrist in case of a hair emergency and then looked up. Chambers was looking at us with an amused grin on his face.
“What do you think is so funny?” I demanded.
Giving his head a shake, the smile disappeared from his lips. “What do you need?”
“Everything!”
“You can’t take everything and you’ve got two minutes to decide what is important or I choose for you.”
Damn them! “You can’t just do this; I have rights!”
“And we have an obligation to your safety. Our obligation trumps your rights.”
“This is kidnapping!”
“I’ve heard enough. She’s going with the clothes on her back.” Kendal spun around, making me yelp with dizziness as the world quickly rotated, and he proceeded to make his way to the open doorway.
They were serious! Shit! “My computer! My laptop! I need it. And clothes! And toiletries. And make-up.”
“Okay. Computer I can do.”
I strained to watch Kendal grab my laptop and stuff it into the case, but we disappeared out into the cold before I could see what else he was grabbing for me. “If you put me down I can go get my stuff.”
“No can do, ma’am,” game the gruff reply. “You had your chance. You wanted the hard way.”
“This is silly.” I lifted my head again and got slapped in the face with snow and a bitter wind. Immediately I lowered my face and pressed it against his broad, muscular back.
“Didn’t have to be,” came the curt reply. Opening the back door of the truck they’d driven here in, he unceremoniously tossed me into the back of the cab. I scrambled to sit upright and regain a little bit of my dignity.
“It would be faster…”
“Watch your feet.” He grabbed my legs and cleared my feet from the open doorway, closing the door, shielding me from the blistering storm.
~*~ TT ~*~
Tyler
Boy she was a handful. I could see the anger in her eyes as I slammed the door. I was expecting her to open the door and chase after me as I left the vehicle to enter the cabin where Brock was just finishing throwing some random clothing into a suitcase. He didn’t even seem to be paying attention to what he was grabbing, just taking anything.
Whatever. It didn’t matter. It’s not like she’d go without something to wear.
“Okay. We’re done here? I want to get going before we get ourselves in trouble.”
“Yeah. The keys and computer are on the desk there.” He nodded to the desk and sure enough there they were. I walked over and grabbed the items in question.
“She’s quite the firecracker, isn’t she?” Brock joked, walking over to the wood stove and putting out the fire.
“I think she’s going to be a handful. For sure.”
Setting down the poker, he straightened and smiled. I recognized that smile immediately; he wanted to fuck her. “Oh, but I think she might be fun, especially if we get snowed in.”
“Or a royal pain in our asses.” My mind drifted to the feel of her draped over my shoulder. She had an amazing ass, round and plump, just the way I liked them. My jaw clenched; this wasn’t something either of us should be thinking about. It was our job to ensure people’s safety not take them back to our cabin and use them as human fuck toys. The thought was barbaric, yet arousing nonetheless.
“That’s okay. I don’t mind a challenge.”
“Do you really think she’d give either of us the time of day after we, quote-unquote, ‘decided to kidnap her’?”
