Page 7 of Fall Wedding With the Mountain Man
For the first in more than a decade, I did something impulsive. I said, “Okay. Let’s borrow the kitten. Will Frankie be okay with her?”
“Yup. He’s a fool for kitties. He likes it when they sleep on his head.”
I started laughing, holding Leona tightly to my chest.
My trip to the Ozarks was already turning into an adventure. And I had a sneaking suspicion I was going to sleep with this man. As long as he was willing.
Chapter 4
Hudson
When I first laid eyes on Elizabeth she’d seemed fragile, overwhelmed, and on the verge of tears. She’d also looked completely out of place in the auto parts store wearing her fancy gown with its matching pumps, her hair in an intricate up-do, and a tiny diamond sparkling on her neck.
She was a high-class woman who didn’t look like she was from around here.
But now that I’d had my hands on her for a few minutes, the up-do was loosening up, tiny strands loose from where the kitten had batted at it. And now the bust of her dress had cat fur clinging to it.
Her eyes were softer, too.
They’d softened the moment she met Frankie, and then softened even more the second I’d put the kitten in her hands.
Elizabeth fascinated me.
And it wasn’t just because the woman was gorgeous. Her curves could make a grown man beg. But the attraction went beyond the physical.
Even though she’d been near tears when I first met her, I could sense an inner strength in Elizabeth. This was a woman who worked hard in life to get what she wanted. I could feel the sense of determination coming off her in waves.
I’d always had a thing for headstrong women.
And I got the feeling that underneath the fragile facade I’d seen in the auto parts store there was a rod of steel inside her.
Well.. maybe not right now.
Right now she might be turning into an ooey-gooey fluff ball, like her new kitten.
I knew animals, and I could read this situation clearly.Leonahad adopted Elizabeth the second the kitten laid eyes on her.
Elizabeth might not know it yet, but she was now the proud owner of a cat.
We were most of the way out to Deer Springs at this point. And she’d just filled me in on her life story. I knew most of it already, but it was nice hearing it from her. There were a few differences in her version than in Shelby’s version. And it was just the fact that Shelby had always called her Liz or Lizzie, but not Elizabeth.
Elizabeth was a fancy-pants lawyer, who worked at a fancy-pants law firm in a fancy-pants city a million miles from here.
She’d never been to the country before today and had never seen this many trees in her life.
Everything about the Ozarks was fascinating to her, and based on the way she kept giving me furtive glances, I believedIwas one of those fascinating things she couldn’t wrap her mind around.
And more than that, given the delicate flush of pink that landed on her cheeks every time we looked at each other, I had a suspicion that this woman might want to wrap her legs around my cock almost as much as I wanted her to.
But sometimes what people wanted and what they actually did never lined up. And I figured that’s how this would be.
The pretty woman from the city might want a quick fling in the back of my pickup truck, but I got the feeling she didn’t give in to those primal urges too often.
The way tonight would probably roll out is me bringing her to the wedding where she’d find out who I am. Then after the reception I’d head home to my lonely cabin with one homeless kitten in tow.
But I could enjoy her company in the meantime.
I mean, it’s not as if a woman like her was going to fall for a man like me.
