Page 17 of Chosen By The Grizzly

Idon’t want to know who Jason Trentino is. Because, when I find out, it’ll all be over. He’ll go back to his glittering celebrity life, and I’ll be nursing my poor aching heart, and the memory of him stripping me and making me orgasm in the middle of the forest.

I want to hang onto this time with him for as long as possible. I feel like we’re in some kind of suspended reality here, where a famous guy, who’s also half grizzly bear, is interested in a dumpy, plain nobody.

But I’m also burning with questions. What is he doing living in a cabin, deep in the wilderness, like a crazy mountain man? Why was my sister so eager to find him that she even turned this trip into her bachelorette party?

I keep shoving them down as I follow him through the forest trail. As soon as we started walking, he took my hand, and he hasn’t let it go. I love the feeling of his huge, rough hand enveloping my own. Tingles won’t quit running through me. He’s walking at a steady pace, not fast, and I’m so glad for that. I’m in no hurry to get to our destination.

We’ve got a plan—we’re going to hunt the four of them down and observe them. Hopefully Lindsay will be leading them all to the exit, and they won’t even know we’re there. They won’t get to lay eyes on him again.

And then?

I keep thinking, what if that was my one chance to have sex with him? What if he just leads me to the trailhead and says, thanks for the memories?

It’ll be enough, I tell myself.

But that’s not true. The thought of him disappearing from my life just about cuts me in two.

Jason says he’s picked up their trail, but it’s weirdly faint. They’re not on the main trail, but most likely took a ‘shortcut’.

“And that’s how most tourists fail to make it out of here,” he says grimly.

I gasp. “Are their lives in danger?”

He turns his head toward me. I lock onto his searing gaze, and again, I’m rewarded with a lurch in my chest. That unearthly sign that tells me we’re connected.

“Not at all. I promise you, Callie, hand on heart, I will find them and make sure they get out of here. Even the one who was filming me.”

“Oh, you can leave her behind,” I say with a snicker.

“Hopefully they’ve learned an important lesson today.”

I roll my eyes. “Don’t bank on it. None of them are famous for their attention spans.”

He huffs out a dry laugh. “You and your sister are real different, huh?”

“You can say that again.”

“You don’t even look alike.”

My head snaps toward him again. “You know which one of them is my sister?”

“Of course. She smells different from you, but I could tell you’re related.”

I bite my lip. I’ve got a lot to learn about this bear thing.

“Can you, like smell me all the time?” I hardly dare ask, but I have to know.

“Yup.” He nods thoughtfully. “When I first picked up your scent yesterday, it was the most incredible thing I’d smelled in my life.”

I go still. “Yesterday?”

“Yeah, when you stumbled over to my cabin.”

My mouth falls open. “You saw me then?”

“I arrived too late to see you, but I followed you back. I couldn’t help myself.” A sexy smile tugs at the corners of his lips. “I knew which one you were right away. You’re so different from the others.”

Well, that’s nothing new. I’ve always felt like an ugly duckling around my sister and her friends. The chubby one. The butt of their jokes.

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