My Mountain Man Muse

That sounds about right.

“Angie,” I say into the phone, interrupting her. “I have to call you back.”

“What? No!” she says. “I’m just about to go over the contract.”

“I’ll call you back! It’s an emergency!”

I hang up and refocus on Jayden’s hand. Ohhhh yeah.

“So, what would you like?” he asks between little nibbles of my earlobe. “Chapter six, eight, or eleven?”

I lick my lips as his finger dips into my waistband. “How about all three?”

He groans on my neck. “You got it, Mrs. Famous Author.”

Yes. This day has just gotten even better.

A four-book deal and now Jayden is going to fuck me in every position possible, well, at least the positions I’m able to get into with this massive belly.

He kisses me on the lips and I’m so wet.

Like, incredibly wet.

So wet that my pants are soaking and I’m making a puddle on the floor.

“Did your water just break?” he asks, pulling away as he looks down at the floor.

What?!? Nooooooo!

He’s gripping my arms as I close my eyes and shake my head.

“I didn’t mean you had to get evicted this second,” I whisper to my unborn child. “You couldn’t have given your mama a few hours of fun first?”

“What?” Jayden asks, looking shocked. “Who are you talking to?”

“Never mind,” I say, pushing him away. I shake out my hands and try to shut down the dirty thoughts that are racing through my mind. “Yes, my water broke.”

Jayden springs into action, getting my already packed bag and starting the truck.

I grin as I watch him.

I wanted Chapters six, eight, and eleven, but instead, I got the epilogue where Katie gives birth to Evan’s child.

Oh well. This will be good too!

Epilogue

Lily

9 years later…

“Bye!” I shout as I wave out of the passenger side window.

My two youngest Mason and Aurora wave back, but Lauren my oldest, doesn’t even turn around as she walks toward the school. I guess she’s at that age now.

“Bye Lauren!” I yell out at the top of my lungs. “Mommy loves you so so much!”

She whips her head around with a horrified look on her face and then runs into the school, muttering something under her breath—probably about how embarrassing her mother is.

“You’re evil,” Jayden says with a chuckle as he turns the truck back on.

“Hey,” I say, raising my hands. “You knew that going in, bub. There’s no going back now.”

“I wouldn’t dare,” he says with a grin on his sexy lips. I lean back in my seat and watch him with a smile on my face as he drives away from the school.

It’s been a decade with this rugged mountain man and every day has felt like a dream.

I still can’t believe that I came into the mountains for solitude and came out with a man. Talk about finding love in unlikely places…

We’re still living in his cabin, but after Mason was born, he built an extension to give us some more room. I’m making more than enough with my book sales to get another place, but we just love it too much. It’s our home.

Every morning we drive the kids to school together and then spend the rest of the day doing what we love best. We have sex until lunchtime and then Jayden disappears into the forest to do whatever nature shit a rugged mountain man does all day, and I sit down in front of my old faithful typewriter and work on whatever book I’m writing.

So far, I’ve published six. Not bad considering I’ve had three children during that time as well.

Jayden drives through the town and I look out the window until my eyes make their way back to his face, which they always tend to do. His long beard is getting a few strands of gray in it. Every year that I’m in his life, he seems to be getting more. I think it’s a coincidence. He thinks otherwise. But, in his defense, I have been known to give people gray hairs. My parents were both completely gray before I graduated high school. I seem to have that effect on people.

I slip my feet out of my flip flops and put them on the dashboard as I watch him. He shakes his head with a chuckle. “You know that drives me crazy.”

“Do you have a problem with my bare feet?” I ask with a grin.

“No,” he says with a smile. “I have a problem with the smell.”

“My feet do not smell!” I say as I shoot back up into a seated position. I grab his bulge and give it a little squeeze. “Take it back.”

Those sexy brown eyes dart over to mine. “Or what?”

“Or nothing,” I say, “but if you tell me you love my feet, I’ll suck your big cock.”

His eyebrow raises and I feel him start to harden against my palm.