Page 6 of Her Silver Fox Mountain Men

“We’ll wait for you downstairs,” James replies, jerking a thumb over his shoulder. “I need to make sure the bread doesn’t burn. It’s an old-fashioned oven.”

“I’ll just jump in the shower for a minute, then join you all for breakfast. Thank you, James.”

“My pleasure,” he says, pausing for a second longer than expected before he turns around to leave. As soon as he’s out the door, I slide out of bed, thanking the stars that this room has an en suite bathroom.

“Oh, one more thing—”

He comes back and I freeze on the spot, buck naked and flustered.

He, too, stills.

His gaze drops. The green in his eyes darkens into something smoldering and deliciously dangerous. I hold my breath, unsure of what to do next.

“I’m so sorry,” I mumble. “I thought you were—”

“My fault,” James replies and swiftly turns around. He lingers in the doorway for a hot second, his back turned to me. “I was just going to say that if you need more towels, there’s a cabinet right here in the hallway that’s fully stocked with everything for the bathroom.”

“Oh, okay. Thanks.”

“After breakfast, you and I can go over to your place so you can pack a bag,” he adds, his voice lower. “You should give old man Ronald a call as well.”

“Will do.”

“Janice, the babysitter, usually leaves some extra clothes here just in case. I’ll see if I can find something that might fit and leave it on the bed for you.”

“You’re too kind.”

He walks out, but this time he shuts the door behind him.

There’s a tightness in my core that his gaze provoked. I saw the way he looked at me; he was drinking me in, and, for the first time ever, I felt desired. I felt precious and wanted. Maybe I imagined the whole thing, it only lasted for a few seconds. But what if this is something different, something special that was meant to happen, something I have secretly prayed for but have a bit of trouble recognizing?

There’s a change coming, I can feel it.

3

James

Fucking hell, this wasn’t supposed to happen.

My cock jumped at the sight of her naked. Elise is one hell of a woman. Curves in all the right places, full, beautiful breasts. I can’t get the image out of my mind. It’s making my blood simmer, and I need to get the damn bread out of the oven.

“What’s wrong with you?” Oliver picks up on my mood swing as soon as I walk into the kitchen.

“Nothing,” I gruffly reply as I turn the oven off.

Tricia and Ainsley are busy setting a place for Elise at the breakfast table. They’re surprisingly well organized for a couple of kindergartners. Then again, I take pride in knowing I’ve raised them right. Oliver, Roman, and Janice have helped aplenty. The girls have nothing but good influences around them.

“Look, Daddy, I gave Elise my glass,” Tricia exclaims, pointing at her princess highball.

“That’s very sweet of you, honey. I’m sure she’ll appreciate it,” I say, then turn to Oliver and Roman for a moment. Oliver is busy placing the eggs in a large wooden bowl while Roman chops up fruit for a salad. “You two get the bread out in about five minutes. I’m gonna hit the shower.”

Roman gives me a confused look. “Dude, what’s up?”

“Nothing’s up,” I reply too quickly.

Except my cock.

Dammit. “I just need a shower. Keep an eye on the girls for me, will you?”

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