Page 173 of Mountain Men Heroes

“You’re going to explain to me why you haven’t left town yet,” I all but growled.

She blinked up at me, still dazed from our kiss. I could feel a fine trembling taking over her body and her breath came in shallow pants against my cheek.

I groaned and tucked my face in her neck, inhaling deeply. “Tell me, Trinity. Why are you here? Why didn’t you leave the minute you graduated high school? Why did you not get yourself out of here and follow your dreams of jewelry making for the big wigs over in Syn City?”

“I-I...what do you mean, Sawyer? You came back. What’s so bad about it and me being here?”

I pulled back so I could stare down into her eyes. “I’m asking you a question. I need an answer.”

My words seemed to restore some of her temper. She pulled away from me as far as the door at her back would allow. “What's going on, Sawyer? Are you trying to get me fired from this job, too?”

That caught my attention. “Birdie fired you?”

“Yes.” She spit the single word at me. “After she accused me of being the plaything of every man in town, she fired me. Said I would ruin the reputation of the Rusty Nail. And you.”

Anger at the stupid woman for daring to hurl those words at such a sweet thing like Trinity warred with something else. At this moment, with Trinity’s body inches from my own and the door closed with no chance of being interrupted, the other emotion won out.

I grinned down at her. “Good,” I growled.

“Good?” She all but shrieked. “I needed that job, even if it is your place.”

“If you need a job, sweetheart, take the one Mac offered you. Come work for us at the security firm, baby. Please. I love my bar and the people who find it like a second home, but I want you with me and that will be at the new place.”

Her shoulders deflated and confusion swirled in the depths of her eyes. I could see a war raging behind those pretty thick lashes. Behind my neck I can feel her working her ring, turning the item with her thumb.

“Trinity, seriously. Why wouldn’t you take the job?” Mac hadn't given me all the details, but I’m sure he offered her a generous salary. And if he hadn’t I would. Not that she’d need it. I’d be taking care of her needs sooner rather than later.

“Because I’m leaving, Sawyer. I have plans to move to Syn city come the fall just like you want. That’s just around the corner.”

I drew my brows together. I couldn’t understand why she hadn’t done that long ago. And I needed the answer. “Tell me why you didn’t leave here sooner. I know you planned on going away to college the second you could. And please, tell me why you waited until I got back to town to finally plan on leaving. Might as well kick me in the balls.”

She sank her teeth into her bottom lip and a wrinkle appeared between her eyebrows. She looked completely bewildered and completely adorable at the same time. I couldn’t fight the urge to draw her against me more firmly. My hips held hers pinned to the door.

Her lips parted. “Sawyer...” she gasped on a whisper like she had no breath to spare and fuck if it didn’t have me spilling drops of pre-cum in my pants.

And I forgot why I brought her back here. Forgot my intention to apologize and explain things to her. Forgot she has no clue how much I’ve craved to have her like this for years. Forgot everything but the way she looked with her big, innocent eyes so wide and her pink lips parted. I couldn’t wait even another second to taste her. The beast in me roared to the surface.

“Fuck it.”

Six

Trinity

Sawyer Becker kissed me until we both forgot to breathe. He pulled every ounce of air from my lungs. And the feel of his hard dick pressing between my legs had me creaming my panties. The thought of him taking me right here, against the door of the Sugarbush Stand barely had time to lodge itself in my brain before all ability to think fled. All my fears came true in an instant and I knew I’d do anything to have Sawyer’s mouth on mine forever. His body claiming mine.

Sawyer didn’t seem to object to the idea either. He was in no hurry to end the kiss. His mouth devoured mine, his tongue urging my lips to part.

I couldn’t help myself. I obliged him. I opened my mouth to him and his tongue dipped inside to tease and taste me. Without thought, I lifted my hands to his shoulders, bracing myself. Tentatively, I slid my tongue forward to meet his. Tasting him like I’ve dreamed about for years, I couldn’t keep from moaning into his mouth.

As if the sound set off something inside him, Sawyer kissed me harder, his body pushing mine into the door. He cupped my ass, lifting me higher, urging my legs around his waist. I did as he wanted and felt his erection prodding me through my jeans, creating delicious friction in my most private spot.

Sawyer ripped his mouth from mine and I almost whined at the loss. He continued to press kisses along my jaw and up until he reached my ear.

“You’re mine, Trinity. You always have been. Years of standing back and watching are over.” His voice came out as a deep, possessive growl.

I knew I should protest his words, fight the feelings rising up in me, and push him away.

But I couldn’t do it.