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  SAVED BY THE MOUNTAIN MAN

  MONTANA MOUNTAIN MEN #5

  GEMMA WEIR

  CONTENTS

  ***Warning***

  1. Teddy

  2. Juniper

  3. Teddy

  4. Juniper

  5. Teddy

  6. Juniper

  7. Teddy

  8. Juniper

  9. Teddy

  10. Juniper

  11. Teddy

  12. Juniper

  13. Teddy

  14. Juniper

  15. Teddy

  16. Juniper

  17. Teddy

  18. Juniper

  19. Teddy

  20. Juniper

  21. Teddy

  22. Juniper

  Epilogue

  Epilogue

  Acknowledgments

  About the Author

  Also by Gemma Weir

  Other Authors at Hudson Indie Ink

  Offending people since 2017.

  You’re welcome ;)

  ***WARNING***

  This book contains an over-the-top, jealous, unreasonable, possessive asshole.

  If you consider unapologetic alphaholes unacceptable, or feel their behavior is in some way abusive, then this isn’t the book or series for you.

  If you’re a naysayer who thinks what I write is romanticizing domestic violence and abuse then please, please stop reading now.

  This book isn’t a guide to dysfunctional relationships, it’s fiction. My books are fantasy, this isn’t real life, it’s a romance novel and should be read as such.

  We all know in the real world throwing a woman over your shoulder, messing with her birth control or stalking her and letting yourself into her home is a one-way ticket to either a restraining order or the mental hospital. But I’d like to think that in fiction it’s okay to agree that these things are incredibly sexy. Please do not kink shame me or my enthusiastic readers for finding these extreme alphahole behaviors hot, maybe if you read this book with the pinch of romantic salt it was intended to come with, you might like it too.

  So if, like me, you love a guy who is so obsessively in love with his girl that he will snarl, demand, punish and fuck her until she gives herself to him completely, then read on and welcome to the world of my Montana Mountain Men.

  1

  TEDDY

  I’m surrounded by love in every direction and honestly, it’s kind of sickening. I love my brothers, my sisters and my new niece and nephew, but honestly, it’s getting to be like Groundhog Day on Valentines with all the warm fuzzies that are bouncing around our house.

  I barely remember my dad, I’m the youngest of seven brothers, so it’s not like I didn’t have a father figure around after he died, but the actual man my father was, is more of a foggy memory, rather than someone who had a dramatic impact on my life.

  When Beau fell for Bonnie who is closer to my age than hisI’ll admit I was shocked. We all saw it coming, I mean he basically followed her around for a year before he figured out what he was feeling and claimed her as his. But it was still a shock to see my confirmed bachelor oldest brother so loved up.

  He admitted to me that once she was his, he realized he’d felt that way from the moment he saw her alone in the coffee shop that first time. Huck confessed that when he saw Cora in the bar his feelings for her were instantaneous. Granger knew the moment he spotted Alice on the side of the road and Penn, well he almost got arrested he was so possessive of Lulu when she bumped into him on the sidewalk.

  One by one, my brothers have all been sucked in by the promise of love at first sight, and by a legacy my daddy started by falling head over heels for my mama the instant he saw her. Mama used to tell us all about how they fell in love as a bedtime story, she’d lament on about how it was like being struck by lightning.

  But let’s be honest, no guy dreams of falling in love. We dream about perky tits, what the inside of a girl’s mouth will taste like, how wet and hot and tight her pussy will feel, and if she’ll let you do all the filthy things you wish you could do to her. We don’t fantasize about meeting the one and living happily ever after.

  The day I saw her in high school, it was like a jolt of something fundamental hit me. But I was a kid and I never thought it could be something so all-consuming as love. It wasn’t until my brothers started to talk about how it felt when they found their women, that I realized it sounded familiar, that it had happened to me, but I’d been too young and too dumb to realize it.

  I missed my chance at forever. That girl was my happily ever after and I never even said hello to her.

  I’ve never told anyone else, but once I realized who she was to me, I spoke to some of the guys I went to school with and found out her name, then thanks to the power of social media I tracked her down on Facebook. She’s happily married with two beautiful kids.

  What do you do when you realize that your whole life was already planned out, but you missed the boat and now you’ll be alone forever? Well, if you’re me, you spend six months fucking anything that moves, then you spend the next three months pouting like a little bitch because you’ll never find love.

  Maybe if things were different, I’d have gotten over losing the love of my life, but I still have to live in a house where the air is so full of other peoples’ happiness I’m practically choking on it, and every time I see one of my brothers or their wives I’m reminded that I’ll never have what they do.

  I love living in our little Barnett commune. I love that we all still eat together every night and if I moved out I’d be alone, eating TV dinners for one and watching porn or some shit. I love my family; I just hate knowing that I’ll never have what they have.

  2

  JUNIPER

  “What the fuck kind of hellhole is this? I though the town near the depot in Washington was small, but this is ridiculous, is there even a bar?” Nero, my brother laughs as we pass the welcome sign to Rockhead Point.

  “I think it looks kind of pretty,” I say quietly, watching the beautiful surroundings pass us by as we drive farther into town.

  “Where are we supposed to meet this guy?” Buck asks, his hands fixed at ten and two on the steering wheel.

  “Outside some coffee shop called Wake Up and Go Go. He says that the depot is a bitch to find and he’ll need to guide us in.”

  “Did you remember to tell them about Juni?” Buck growls.

  “I told them there was a change of plans and that our baby sister was moving with us too, yeah.”

  “I’m twenty, I’m hardly a baby and I really could have just stayed in California on my own. I don’t know why you guys insisted I move out here with you,” I say, rolling my eyes.

  “No, you couldn’t. There was no way we were moving across the country and leaving you on your own after your mom took off. I still can’t believe that bitch just up and left and you never even told us,” Nero snarls.

  Nero and Buck are my half brothers, we share a dad, but have different moms. I didn’t even know they existed until five years ago, when my dad got caught out and had to admit to their mother, his wife, that he’d been having an affair for the last twenty-two years and that he had another kid—me.

  She immediately kicked him out and divorced him, so he moved in with me and my mom. It wasn’t long before my mom found out that she wasn’t his only bit on the side, he also has a few other women dotted around the country, but thankfully no more kids, or at least no more that we’re aware of.

  It didn’t take long for Dad to get bored of playing house with us and move on to the next girlfriend on his rotation and a few months later, Buck and Nero came k
nocking on the door, demanding to get to know me.

  Five years on and the three of us have an amazingly close relationship, considering we spent most of our lives not knowing the other existed. Buck is twelve years older than me at thirty-two and Nero a year younger than him at thirty-one, so when we met I was a painfully shy fifteen-year-old and they were adults at twenty-six and twenty-seven. It was a weird time in my life to gain two fully grown half-siblings who were absolutely determined to act as my big brothers, but now I can’t imagine my life without them.

  After his divorce from their mom and getting bored with my mom, Dad decided parenting wasn’t for him and, to my knowledge, none of us have seen him since. After he left, Buck and Nero decided it was their job to step up to become the male role models in my life. I adore them, but they take the words overprotective to the extreme. Which is how I find myself in the back seat of Buck’s enormous truck, moving to Montana.

  Both my brothers are smoke jumpers, which is basically like a firefighter on steroids. They literally jump out of planes to help control wild fires in remote areas. Their job is terrifying, but they love it, so when Buck was offered the opportunity to captain a new smoke jumper depot out here in Montana, he jumped at the chance and then recommended Nero as his second-in-command. When they flew out to California to tell me about their new jobs, they found out my mom had taken off with her new boyfriend and despite me being twenty—and more than capable of looking after myself—they strong-armed me into moving across the country with them.

  “This is it,” Buck says, pulling alongside the curb outside a cute little coffee shop.

  “I’m going to use the bathroom and grab us drinks,” I tell them, opening the door and carefully climbing down from the ridiculously high truck.

  “Here,” Nero says, holding out a twenty for me.

  “I have my own money.” I scowl.

  “Take it. You’re our baby sister, you don’t have a job yet, so we look after you.”

  Rolling my eyes and not bothering to argue with him again over this, I take the money and head for the shop. The smell of coffee hits me the moment I push open the door, and I inhale deeply, I don’t actually like the taste of coffee, but it always smells incredible. There’s a line of people waiting to be served, so I head to the bathrooms at the back and by the time I’m done there’s only one person ahead of me.

  “Welcome to Wake Up and Go Go, what can I get you?” a gorgeous brunette asks when it’s my turn to order.

  “Hi, can I get two black coffees and a hot chocolate, please?”

  “Of course, and because today is my last day, and my boss is an asshole, it’s on the house,” she says with a wide grin.

  I laugh. “Well thanks, and congratulations on your new job?”

  “Actually, my husband has finally gotten his way and convinced me to give up work. In theory I work for him at his company now, but that basically just means riding round in his truck with him all day so he can fuss over me and this one,” she says cradling a tiny baby belly.

  “Oh, you’re pregnant, congratulations. I’m Juniper by the way, but most people call me Juni.”

  “Thank you, I’m Bonnie. Are you passing through on your way to somewhere?”

  “Actually we’re moving here or pretty close to town I think. My brothers are smoke jumpers and there’s a new depot being set up not far from here.”

  “Oh, I heard about that, my husband and his brothers own Barnett Lumber, Beau said he’d spoken to the new chief of something.”

  Smiling widely, I nod. “That would be my brother Buck, we’re supposed to be meeting someone here who’s going to guide us to the depot, because apparently it’s a pain in the butt to find if you don’t know the area, but I’ll go grab him so he can say hi.” Bonnie nods and I head outside and find my brothers leaning against the side of the truck. “Hey guys, come meet someone.”

  Both of their brows arch in surprise, but they follow me into the coffee shop and to the counter where Bonnie is putting lids onto our drinks. “Bonnie, these are my brothers, Buck and Nero. Guys, this is Bonnie, her husband owns Barnett Lumber.”

  Understanding fills Buck’s expression and he smiles, holding his hand out to Bonnie who leans across the counter and takes his. “Nice to meet you, Mrs. Barnett, and congratulations, Beau mentioned you were expecting.”

  “He told you that, huh? I swear he’s so excited he hasn’t given me the chance to tell anyone,” she laughs. “And please call me Bonnie, we’re not much for formalities round here. Plus there’s four Mrs. Barnetts, so it can get a little confusing.”

  The bell above the door jingles and a rush of cold air follows the noise. “Making friends, baby girl?” a male voice growls, his tone on the verge of hostile as he walks behind the counter and pulls Bonnie into him, forcing her to release Buck’s hand.

  Bonnie rolls her eyes, not seeming even slightly perturbed by his possessive behavior.

  “Nice to meet you in person, Beau, I’m Buck Henderson,” Buck says, offering his hand to Beau.

  The big guy’s expression calms a little as he reaches out and takes Buck’s hand. “Nice to meet you too, Buck. I take it you met my wife.”

  “I did, I was just offering my congratulations on the baby.”

  Beau nods and relaxes, turning his attention to Nero.

  “Hi, I’m Nero, I’m first officer for the depot and this one’s brother,” Nero says shaking Beau’s hand, smiling at Bonnie before dipping his chin in my direction. “And this is Juniper, our baby sister.”

  “Hi,” I say shyly, offering Beau a half smile. I’ve felt surprisingly comfortable around Bonnie considering we just met, but her husband is huge and kind of intimidating.

  “Nice to meet you, Juniper,” Beau says, softening his voice.

  “Juni decided to join us on the move here, she’s looking for a job if you know of anything local?” Nero says.

  “Well, there’s a vacancy here, but like I mentioned, my boss is an asshole.” Bonnie giggles.

  “Do you have any experience?” Beau asks.

  “I was a receptionist back in California,” I tell him, refusing to act like a mouse and forcing my voice to rise until it’s a normal volume.

  “I’m looking for someone to help out in the offices up at the yard, the last woman who worked for me left to follow her boyfriend across the country, she left the place in a bit of a mess and I’ve been using temps since then. If you’re interested, why don’t you come on out to the yard on Monday and we can discuss the job and salary,” Beau offers, widening his huge hand over Bonnie’s stomach affectionately while he speaks.

  “I’m not—” Buck starts, but I interrupt.

  “That sounds perfect.”

  “Oh yes, this is awesome. The yard is testosterone heavy and Beau growls anytime I talk to a guy I’m not related to”—Bonnie claps excitedly—“let me get your cell number, then I can text you the address and directions because your GPS won’t work that far up the mountain. Then you need to meet my sisters. They’re going to love you. We can all go out for food and cocktails, although I can’t drink and, shoot, neither can Alice or Lulu so it’d just be you and Cora, but that’s okay, we can drink vicariously through you.”

  Bonnie is a little bit like the energizer bunny, but her cheerfulness is infectious and I’m smiling back at her as she pulls her cell from her pocket, her fingers poised above the screen.

  “Oh,” I startle, then tell her my cell number while Beau smiles indulgently down at his wife. I’ve never seen anyone actually look at another person like they’re the most important thing in the world, but the way Beau’s expression alters when he looks at Bonnie makes my heart beat a little quicker.

  “Juni,” Nero starts.

  “Don’t bother,” Beau laughs. “The women in my family are a force to be reckoned with, Bonnie just adopted Juniper, there’s no point fighting it. Why don’t the three of you come on over for dinner tomorrow night, I can introduce you to the rest of our family.”

/>   “Sure,” Buck laughs, shaking his head with amusement. “That would be great.”

  A red fire truck pulls to a stop outside. “I think this is our guide,” Nero says, gesturing through the window. “Nice to meet you, Beau, Bonnie.”

  “I’ll text you, Juni,” Bonnie says, waving her cell at me enthusiastically.

  “Okay, nice to meet you both.”

  “Don’t forget your drinks,” she reminds me, pushing a cardboard tray with our drinks across the counter. “Oh, and take some muffins too.”

  “How much do we owe you?” Nero asks.

  Bonnie waves Nero off. “Nothing, like I told Juni, this is my last day and my boss is an asshole, so these are on him,” she grins.

  The guys say goodbye and Nero grabs our drinks as I take the bag with the muffins and follow him out to the truck. I say a quick hello to the guy who approaches us, then climb into the back of the truck and dig into my muffin. It’s banana and it’s delicious. A few minutes later, the guys climb back in and Buck starts the engine, pulling away from the curb and following our guide out of town and onto a rural road that gets bumpier the farther along we go.

  After about fifteen minutes, the road widens and a small squat-looking building comes into view. It’s red brick and kind of cute in an industrial way. A huge, much more modern-looking metal shed is next to it, and with the shutter door open, I can spot the light aircraft, helicopters, various trucks and ATVs that are all parked inside the massive space.