Page 71 of Mountain Boss

A small sound crawls out of my throat, and I can only hope he doesn’t hear it.

But the way his body curls over mine tells me he did.

“Say the words, Courtney.” I can feel each syllable as it rumbles out of him and through me.

“Yes, sir,” I breathe.

His fingers flex against my shoulder again before he lets go.

I stumble forward, thankfully catching myself before I face-plant into the dirt. But my heart is beating wildly as I hurry toward the Bunk House.

I don’t know if the guys will be in here or scattered around the property, but I don’t care. I just need distance between myself and the sexual frustration that isSterling.

As I reach the cabin, my brain replays everything that just happened, and I slow.

Did that delivery driver seriously say his truck was full of mattresses?

That can’t be true.

Where would they be going?

I’ve been in all the cabins. Mine was the only one missing a mattress.

Maybe they’re for Sterling’s house?

No, that’s dumb.

He might have a couple of beds in that place, but not a truckload.

I climb the steps to the Bunk House—the place Sterling once told me I had no business going.

Before I can knock on the door, it swings open.

And it says something about my frazzled state when I scream.

Fisher lets out a yell in reply before slapping his hand over his heart. “Jesus, Court. You trying to kill me?”

I mirror him with my hand on my chest. “You’re the one who scared me.”

Glen steps up behind Fisher. “What’s going on out here?”

I was already nearing cardiac arrest before this jump scare. If I make it through the day, it will be a damn miracle.

I take a calming breath. “The delivery is here. Sterling told me to come get everyone.”

Both guys lift their brows, but Glen is the one to ask the question. “Do we know what it is?”

“Mattresses?” I don’t sound confident.

They wrinkle their noses in confusion, and the continued synchronicity makes me smile.

“I think you might be spending too much time together,” I tell them.

“Huh?” they say at the same time.

I snort. “Like I said.” Then I heave out a breath. “Come on.” I start to step back. “Er, is everyone else in there?”

Fisher shakes his head but pulls out his phone. “I’ll send a message in the group chat.”

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