Page 11 of Mountain Man Book Boyfriend

But I smile and nod at everyone I pass until I get to my room. Then I quickly pack up my belongings and start the checkout process so that I can just get out of here as quickly as possible.

I roll my suitcase down to the elevator and quickly climb in. One short trip and I’m standing in front of the desk and checking out at a godawful time of the morning, pretending that everything is fine and I’m in no rush.

But I glance behind me and tap my foot, hoping that Cord doesn’t show up.

Why would he though?

We both got what we wanted and needed last night. There’s no way that he meant all those amazing things that he said to me.

I’m not his. I never will be. And my stupid heart that’s fluttering out of control and telling me that I’m a fool for leaving like this is just going to have to toughen up a little.

I cannot let this man take over my life. I’m in control and feelings can’t change that.

Not even love. A tear slips down my cheek and I fight it. A man like Cord is not for a girl like me. He’ll get tired of me and leave.

So I’m making it easy on both of us.

I sigh and head outside for my ride, getting into the car and letting it run me to the airport.

“Thank you for the night, Cord,” I whisper, my fingers tracing the condensation on the window. “I love you.”

CHAPTER 8

Cord

It’s been months. I can’t eat, can’t sleep. My editor called me asking about my next book and I hung up on her. I don’t have anything to say to her or anyone else.

I need my angel. I need to touch her, taste her. I can still taste her musky juices on my tongue and my dick stays rock-hard. But I will not touch myself. I need to find my angel and punish her for leaving me, for breaking me.

I can’t even write. When I look at my computer, all I see is an image of her lying in my arms sleeping, her chestnut curls tousled and her long lashes lying on her flushed cheeks. Her pouty lips were open on a soft snore and it was the damnedest thing I ever saw. Like an angel fell to earth. Her soft skin glistening in the dim light.

I miss her, dammit! I need her.

Audrey finally realized she wasn’t getting her book until I got my angel so she hired a private detective. But it’s fucking ridiculous to get her information. It’s like she almost doesn’t exist.

But I know she does. She’s out there somewhere with my heart and I fucking want it back. With her attached.

After months with no information, I called a buddy of mine with a computer security company. I’m still waiting to hear from him.

There’s a knock at my door and I eye it listlessly. I don’t want to get it. But maybe it’s her.

I stand up, using my hand to lever myself up. I open the door and my buddy, Harrison eyes me in disgust.

“Jesus! What the hell, man? You are a wreck!”

I turn and head back in the house, my steps slow and painful. It feel like my whole damn body is one big mess of anguish without her by my side.

I sit down slowly and groan when my body touches the chair. “Well?”

He comes across and sits down across from me. “I hope to hell that you don’t look like this for much longer. You’re pathetic, man.”

“Give me my girl’s information and we’ll call it even. I won’t hurt you for saying that shit.”

He holds out a slip of paper and pulls it back when I get my fingers on it. He holds it by his head. “You promise that you’re not going to do anything crazy?”

I glare at him. “You give me this information and Audrey and I are going to make arrangements for me to go there for a book signing if there’s anywhere close to it. Then I’m gonna do my best to get her alone and find out why the hell she left and fix whatever the fuck the problem is. I’m not gonna kidnap her for fuck’s sake!”

Maybe. I’m fucking desperate.

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