Nine Month Contract (Mountain Men Matchmaker, #1)

by Amy Daws

“Please, Dad,” Everly scoffs casually. “I’m not even a virgin.” Calder screams. Literally screams. It echoes off the foothills, likely sending all the wildlife scrambling. Luke stumbles and nearly drops to the ground, his shoulders rising and falling as he braces himself on his knees and pants heavily, a look of disgust smeared across his face. Max’s jaw drops with horror as he stammers with what to say back to that very unexpected bomb his only daughter just dropped. And I remain frozen, begging for a time machine to take this moment away immediately. Or, better yet, go back in time to whoever fucked my niece so I can kill that person before he has a chance to ever lay his eyes on her.

my grandpa always said that rejection just means you’re one step closer to finding your solution.”

“if you let me fuck you, then you need to know that means I will own your body. Every particle on your skin will be mine for the taking. Do you understand?”

“You thought I was controlling before? You haven’t seen anything until I sink my cock deep inside you. Then you’ll really be mine.”

told you if I fucked you, every part of you would belong to me. Did you think I was joking?” “Do you realize how crazy that sounds?” “Didn’t seem like you minded last night.”

“Good morning, Milkshake.” I drop soft kisses on her black-and-white fur. Milkshake seemed like a fitting name for her after I saw how she brought all the boys to the yard on that jobsite last week. She had Calder wrapped around her finger for sure.

“I’m in love with you, lucky number thirteen. You’re not my second choice or thirteenth choice. You’re my only choice.”