Mountain Delights (Wild Mountain Men 2)

He shook my hand and eyed me. “Lucas Mills’ girl?”

I should have been offended at being called a girl, but he said it like Lucas and Cy did, in a possessive sort of way. I guessed we were together, it wasn’t like any of us were with anyone else. I’d been classifying our… togetherness as fun. I was kidding myself because it was soooo much more, but admitting it aloud was dangerous. Even thinking of it kind of freaked me out. Still, it made it true.

Lucas and I weren’t keeping our fling a secret, but we hadn’t taken out a billboard or anything either.

“That’s me.”

“He’s a good guy.” He tucked the rag away. “Let’s get it loaded up and we’ll get you back to town. He wouldn’t want you out here like this.” He walked past me to climb in the tow truck and backed it up so it was right in front of my Land Cruiser.

“Actually, Lucas is off on a camping trip.”

His dark eyes met mine. “Where were you headed then? Not much out this way.”

“Flying Z ranch.”

“Cy Seaborn’s place?”

I nodded. I was all for being with Cy and Lucas, but after Lucas’ parents’ reaction to us being together, I was a little wary of sharing.

“You call him?”

I looked down at the road, kicked a pebble. “I don’t know his number.”

He glanced west as if he could see Cy’s ranch, then back at me. “I know him. He went to school with my younger brother. I’ll dig up his number, and you can call him. If that doesn’t work, I can drive you out to the ranch.”

A cool breeze kicked up and I tucked my hair back.

He lifted his chin. “Climb into the rig. It’s cold out here. Besides, I can’t have you out here when I load up. Insurance issues.”

I wasn’t going to argue, happy to get warm.

An hour later, Cy burst through the door of the repair shop. His eyes raked over the space until they landed on me. He sighed and his

entire body went from rigid to relaxed. I went over to him, and he grabbed me and pulled me into his arms, into a hug that was a little too tight. He seemed to be comforting himself, not me, so I didn’t say anything. Besides, I could feel the beat of his heart against my ear, breathed in his open air and clean male scent.

“You scared the shit out of me,” he murmured, then kissed the top of my head.

I tried to step back, but he only loosened his hold. I had to tilt my chin back to look at him. His dark eyes roved over my face as if to look for any injuries.

“Are you okay?”

I was surprised by his concern. I hadn’t driven off a cliff and the mechanic shop wasn’t the ER. My alternator had died.

“I’m fine. Mac has been great.”

Cy looked over my shoulder. “Good to see you, Mac,” he said, tucking me into his side so I faced the mechanic.

A blatant display of possession if I’d ever seen one.

Mac came over, shook Cy’s hand. “Been a long time. Shit deal about your dad.”

I felt Cy tense and panicked at how he was going to respond.

All he did was lift his chin and say, “Yeah, shit deal.”

Mac had said his brother had gone to high school with Cy, so maybe Mac knew the score with Dennis Seaborn. He’d probably said the right thing, acknowledged the elephant in the room, mentioned it as a fact and nothing more.

“Thanks for taking care of my girl,” Cy said, moving the conversation away from his dad.