Billionaire Mountain Man

I came closer to her, shaking her shoulders to wake her up. “Hey, baby?”

“That guy looks like the one who broke into my house.” She was still staring at toward where the guy was.

From the look on her face, she was terrified. I held her in my arms as I took her inside, hoping to give her some sense of security.

Telling her that the pale scoundrel was looking for an illegal gun would not be the wisest move. She couldn’t handle anything else.

And besides, I could figure this out and deal with the fucker myself. She was my girl. He’d have to go through me to get to her. Period.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Kylie

I spent most of the evening trying to shake off the sense of trepidation sitting on my shoulders. It worked when I was deep in conversation with Hunter or Vince, but any time alone, and I found myself terrified. I got into bed with Hunter that night, snuggling up to him and trying to rid myself of the fear that clung to me. He was sweet and checked on me a million times, but there was nothing he could do.

I wasn’t imagining things. The guy who broke into the house was the one outside of the store. Why though? Was he targeting me? Did he know me? My thoughts stayed with me throughout the night, but finally, sleep overtook me, and I passed out, dreaming of a wedding dress and a handsome guy standing at the end of the aisle, waiting for me to start our forever.

The morning awakened me with its cool breeze. I squeezed closer to Hunter, pulling my blanket to cover my shoulders, but I guessed I would not be falling back to sleep anytime soon. My mind was wide awake at that point.

I squinted to find Hunter fast asleep beside me, his eyes closed in peace. His lashes were long and thick, a beautiful complement to his adorable face. His lips were parted a little, showing his perfectly carved, pinkish lips. I stole a kiss from him while he slept.

I stretched out from under the sheets, sitting up to stare out the window. It was starting to get bright outside. I stood up and yawned, smiling as I watched Hunter sleep comfortably in his bed. I pulled his blanket up, covering him against the cold. He had moved a little before I left the room, changing his position, but he was still lost to the world.

Despite my shitty night the night before, I had a renewed strength and vigor for the day. It had to be my dreams of marrying the man I loved, but whatever it was, I felt like luck was back on my side. I believed that it would be a great day.

I proceeded to the kitchen to make some coffee and prepare our breakfast. I hummed joyfully as I fried some eggs and bacon. I fixed the coffee next and then set the table for the three of us.

About that time, Hunter came in from upstairs and settled into his seat. I brought him a cup of coffee as he watched me, smiling brightly with his eyes still squinted from sleep.

“Good morning, sleepyhead. You look like you just woke up from a deep sleep.” I laughed at him to which he rolled his eyes. He still looked adorable though.

“I still look handsome, though.” It was me who then rolled my eyes back at him. I turned my back to get the other cup I had left in the kitchen. He was right; he still looked handsome.

Coming back with a mug in my hand and a glass of chocolate milk in the other, I returned with a big grin on my face. He looked at me with a teasing glare, mocking me about telling him how good looking he really was.

“You haven’t answered yet, Miss Early Bird.” he kidded, waiting for me before he ate his breakfast.

I nodded with a forced expression, pretending to be cocky. “Answered what exactly?”

He laughed at me, ridiculed by my expression. “Whether you agree that I’m handsome or not.”

“Was there a question in that?” I licked my fork and gave him a sultry look. He knew exactly how I felt about him. Handsome was an understatement. He was a god.

As I took an egg, he took his meal as well. Just when we were beginning to eat our breakfast, Vince came from his room, rubbing his eyes as he sat to eat with us.

“Come on, buddy. Eat up.” Hunter called out to him after taking a bite from his biscuit. Vince dragged his feet, still sleepy, but he sat and ate his breakfast.

We finished our meal full and happy. I went to clean up and wash the dishes, but Hunter stopped me and volunteered to do the work.

“Go get dressed. It’s your day off today; you should enjoy it.” I kissed his cheek as a sign of thank you and ran upstairs.

Vince got ready for our day too, far too happy for our visit. He was beyond stoked to see a baby and to help take care of her. Not that he helped much, but we would make him feel like he did. He needed a sibling. Bad.

As soon as I finished getting ready, I returned downstairs to meet Vince. He looked cute as always as Hunter tied the shoelaces of his rubber shoes. He gave Vince the insulin kit and reminded him of his rules, telling him he should not forget everything

“Yes, sir!” Upon seeing me, Hunter stood up and patted Vince’s head.

He turned to me and held my shoulders before leaning in and kissing my cheek. “Take care of Vince for me, hm?”