Or maybe no one ever has.
“Yes,” I finally say. “I think I did okay.”
“Baby,” he growls. “You were un-fucking-believable. Don’t ever let anyone tell you differently. You have an incredible body and even better attitude. Making love to you was no hardship on my part, you got that?”
I blush.
So, Mountain Man has a heart of gold and a dick of steel. Perfect. Seriously, is there anything this guy doesn’t have? Is there something I can dislike about him? Because I’d really, really, really love to find something to dislike about him.
Anything.
I’d like to find any single, little thing to dislike about him because I want him.
And oh, I don’t want to want him.
He’s all wrong for me and the timing is all wrong, but the way he’s looking at me makes me feel incredible and safe and sexy. Oh, when was the last time Dr. Polly felt sexy?
Somewhere between hell freezing over and half-past never.
“So,” I whisper. “What do we do now?”
“What do you mean?” He asks, cocking his head. “You want me again so soon, sweetheart?” He raises an eyebrow and I burst out laughing. “Because I can be ready to go pretty soon.”
“No,” I shake my head. “Not a good idea.”
“Then what do you want?”
“I mean, what are we going to do about this?” I gesture to me and Brandon and then to Jace. “What about us being here? I mean, should we start looking for a new place to live?”
“From what you said, it sounds like Alexis’ family wants to find the baby. Isn’t that right?”
My blood runs cold when I hear him say it out loud.
“Yeah,” I swallow.
Hard.
“That’s right.”
“Well, you obviously got a head start,” he says, glancing toward the window. “But if they’ve tracked her down consistently, then they’re obviously going to be able to find you.”
“What?” I pale. Really? How?
“You didn’t think they would try to follow you?”
“But, we’re in the mountains.”
“Yeah,” he nods slowly. “And they’re obviously excellent trackers. They apparently know how to find people who don’t want to be found, and I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but you were pretty emotional when you left your home.”
“What does that have to do with anything?”
He pauses and looks me up and down. Jace considers me, and for a brief moment, I wonder if he’s going to tell me something I really don’t want to hear. What could he possibly have to say that could be so terrible? That’s what I want to know.
“You keep telling me you don’t know how they found her.”
“I don’t.”
“Alexis was careful,” he says. “Even when we were dating, she was always looking over her shoulder. Oh, I didn’t know what she was running from. I just knew she was running.”