Page 2 of The Mountain Man's Mysterious Bride
Soon, I was in a conversation with a few different women. I didn’t expect to like it so much, yet here I was, enjoying the attention.
Why not, right?
For two weeks,I talked nonstop with the woman I invited to my cousin’s wedding. She loved long walks and lazy afternoons in the garden, only the sounds of nature around. She enjoyed reading and wasn’t a fan of loud music, nor did she watch a lot of TV.
After the chaotic, noisy, long days in the garage, working on car after car, I liked quiet. I hated chaos and drama and wanted none of it, and she seemed in agreement.
Yet the woman on my doorstep was anything but quiet. Nor did she look like the pictures she sent.
“Hi! I’m Emersyn! I can’t believe I’m here, in the flesh, meeting you! I thought I’d be more nervous and surprisingly, I’m not.” Happiness and light-hearted energy wafted off her in waves, like a party favor had been stuck up her ass, ready to explode with excitement at any second.
This couldn’t be the woman I’d been talking to.
There was no way she was the same Emersyn. Something got mixed up somewhere, and I needed to figure out what the hell was going on.
Emersyn curiously looking around my cabin. She couldn’t be older than late twenties with gorgeous green eyes and light brown hair, tight leggings that hugged all of her curves and showed every one of them off. At first glance, she looked quiet, sweet, shy even. And the worst part? How damn sexy she was. She was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen before. Prettier than the woman in the pictures, prettier than anything I’d seen around town lately.
Yet when she burst through my doorway, an entire cart full of bags trailing behind her, I had a feeling she was about to take me on a very wild ride.
And for some odd reason, I kind of wanted her to.
“Uh,” I scratched the back of my head while I desperately tried to gather my thoughts. “I think there’s been a bit of a mix-up.”
Emersyn spun around towards me. “A mix up? What kind of mix-up?”
“You’re Emersyn and you’ve been speaking to me? Axel?”
“Axel? What? No…oh my God.” She looked at me with sheer panic. “I was talking to Dan, and he gave me this address. What is even happening right now? Are you catfishing me? Is that what this is?” Emersyn grabbed the cart handle and walked towards me, the door still open behind me.
“No. I’ve been talking to an Emersyn, too. But she looks like this.” I held my phone up and showed her a picture, a blonde woman with blue eyes, nothing at all like her.
“You look like the pictures sent to me. See?” Emersyn held her phone up to me and I stared at one of my Facebook profile pictures.
“So, someone used my picture? But they also know my address?”
“Well, technically, they said your cabin number was fifty-seven, and this one is sixty, but I figured it was close enough. The only other cabin around is way down the road and number forty-eight.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. The entire situation was absurd. “Were we both catfished somehow?”
“No idea. God, this is embarrassing. I’ll leave now. Sorry to take up so much of your time.” Emersyn smiled, but she looked mortified and upset, her cheeks red and her eyes wet.
She walked around me towards the door and when she got to the doorway, I spun around and called out, “Wait. Don’t go yet.”
Emersyn turned towards me and a lone tear slipped down her cheek. She quickly swiped it away.
“The woman I was speaking to was here for a one-night thing. I have a wedding to attend tomorrow, and I needed a date. Would that be something you’d be interested in?”
Emersyn smiled sadly and shook her head as more tears fell. “No. I want love, marriage, a family. I don’t want to wait until I’m older.”
A knot formed in my stomach. This woman intrigued me, this mysterious woman with a bright light suddenly dimmed by the whole situation. Just how young was she? “How old are you?”
Her face lit up, her playful, green eyes pinned on me. “Are you supposed to ask a lady that?” She chuckled, and I enjoyed seeing her mood improve.
I took a step towards her, a magnetic pull drawing me closer. My fingers ached to touch her soft skin and my mouth watered at the thought of her taste and her sweet fruity scent. “Considering the thoughts running through my mind right now, I need to know how much younger you are than an old man like me.” I grinned and her face flushed.
“There’s no way you’re an old man.” Emersyn teased as her eyes traveled down my body, not one attempt to hide the fact that she was checking me out.
Sexual tension cracked between us.
