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  “Brianna, look!” Leigh Ann was jumping up and down in her seat, freaking out. “We are here! We made it!”

  “What the bloody hell, woman? I could have killed us!” I snapped, trying to calm my nerves.

  “Oh, get over yourself. I have been trying to get your attention for the past five minutes. But when I saw the sign, I couldn’t contain my excitement. Now, look!” Leigh Ann pointed to the left, and her excitement was infectious.

  “What the hell is going on?” Taylor awoke from her slumber, rubbing her eyes.

  I followed where Leigh Ann’s finger was pointing and saw the Great Northern Resort sign. You could barely make out the main building from between the trees, but it was there.

  We made it!

  It was 2:32 in the afternoon and I was ready to take a nap, but at the same time, I wanted to check out all of my favorite spots. Driving for nine hours is exhausting. Plus, I needed to get out and stretch. My ass was killing me.

  When the resort came into view, I had no words. There were twenty-six cabins along a gorgeous lake that didn't even look real. The forest line wrapped around the resort, encasing us in utter bliss. There was wildlife prancing around the open field, and you could see kids feeding the squirrels, ignoring the protests from their parents. The cabins were at least two hundred yards apart, and each had a custom design, no cabin was the same.

  Taking a peek around the main lodge, I saw a glimpse of the lake that made my decision to stay here. From the pictures online, the lake was crystal clear with rocks of all different colors littering the ground, and you could see all the way to the bottom. I couldn't wait to dive in and get my tan on. But first, we needed to check in and get situated.

  After checking in at the front desk, we received the keys to our cabin. We rented a three bed, two bath cabin that was two floors. There was a master bedroom with one king size bed and two guest rooms, each with a queen. Leigh Ann and Taylor decided to take the smaller beds and leave me the master suite.

  Driving towards our cabin, I could hardly contain myself. Two weeks! Two weeks away from the city and out in the country. I was itching to get outside and see how much has changed since I left. Parking in front of our cabin, I raced out of the car and headed inside. Every surface of the cabin was made of wood. The staircase was made of old wagon wheels, and there was a fireplace fit for a queen. Pictures depicting Montana hung along the walls, and the furniture had a homey feel to it. Making my way to the kitchen, I heard the girls call out.

  “Let’s unpack and go look around. I’m dying to see the area.” Taylor said, while hauling her suitcases inside.

  I heard Leigh Ann struggle behind her and tried to keep my comments to myself. We were here for two weeks, and she packed six suitcases full of clothes, shoes, and whatever else. I loved her to death, but did she need to pack so much crap? I had two suitcases with me, and that was plenty. I planned to be in my bathing suit and hiking most of the time. I wasn't planning to go out partying or looking for trouble.

  “Leigh Ann, why the hell did you pack so much shit? We are on vacation, and it is summer time. Why do you need all these clothes and shoes and whatever else you brought?” So much for keeping my comments to myself.

  Leigh Ann walked past me and dragged her first suitcase up the stairs. She huffed and puffed until she made it to the top step. “For your information, I needed to make sure I had an outfit for every occasion. Just because we are on vacation does not mean that I won't find me a nice piece of man meat to keep me occupado. I need to make sure I am fully equipped,” She said with attitude.

  I rolled my eyes and headed towards the kitchen. While they were busy unpacking, I was going to make us some lunch. The kitchen was small but had a homey feeling to it.

  I went to see what the cabin came with, when I noticed every cupboard stocked with all the essentials needed to make food, and I was surprised to see the fridge stocked as well.

  “Hey, guys? Did one of you call ahead to stock up?” I called out. I heard banging and drawers slamming upstairs. What in the world was going on up there?

  “Coming!”

  Taylor rounded the corner with Leigh Ann in tow. “I called the front office and asked if we could have food delivered here. I emailed them a list of things we needed, and they said they would stock up the place.” Score one for Taylor.

  “Nifty! What's on the menu for lunch?” Leigh Ann asked.

  I whipped together a few turkey sandwiches with a homemade salad, before we headed out to go exploring. Tomorrow we were scheduled for a two-night hiking trip that ended with water rafting down the mountain. I had been practicing for weeks on the river to make sure I wouldn't topple over the edge if things got rough. I loved water, but water did not love me.

  The three of us finished lunch and headed out to the lake. It was the beginning of August, and the weather was perfect. The resort was on fifty acres, and it was peaceful. No sirens, no kids screaming next door; just open wilderness and animals frolicking about.

  “You guys ready to go on the hike tomorrow? There will be about a dozen people in our group. It should be a blast. Also, after our two-day hike, we have the day at the ranch, then shopping, more shopping, and we also need to set aside time to check out the locals.” Leigh Ann was skipping along the lake and couldn't keep her voice down. She stopped every few skips to shake her ass at us and dance like the biggest dork I have ever seen.

  “How the hell do you expect us to do all that and relax in two weeks? Besides, I told you this is a girl’s vacation. NO BOYS!”

  Leigh Ann stopped skipping and gave me a wicked grin. “I don’t know about you, but I prefer men over boys. No wonder you haven’t gotten laid.”

  Taylor laughed and looped her arm through mine, and we continued to check out the property, listening to Leigh Ann make a fool of herself. I was glad we decided to take two weeks off from the world.

  CHAPTER 2

  “Man I am stuffed!” Leigh Ann had her hand on her stomach, and she was trying not to roll off the side of the couch. I just made my mother’s famous lasagna, and all of us ate at least two servings each. Not to mention, the chocolate cream pie and ice cream I made for dessert. All three of us were about to fall into a food coma.

  “Tell me about it. I don't think I will be able to walk for a week.” Taylor was laying in front of the roaring fire with her head on her knees. “But seriously. Brianna, you are a kick-ass cook. Can I just marry you and have you for the rest of my life? Cause I can't cook for shit.”

  “Sorry Bubbles, I don't swing that way.” I blew Taylor a kiss and couldn't keep the grin off my face.

  “Ah man, and here I thought I could have my own personal chef all to myself. Oh wait, I do!”

  Grabbing the decorative pillow off the couch, I aimed for her head. The pillow hit dead center, and we both tumbled to the floor in a fit of giggles.

  “You both look like flailing chickens right now.” Leigh Ann flopped on top of us and joined in our weirdness.

  We were lost in our fit of giggles, mostly from being exhausted and trying not to puke, when there was a loud knock on the door. Who in the hell could that be?

  “Got it!” Leigh Ann used me as her cushion to push herself off the ground and ran to the door. “Hey, guys! Give us a few to get changed and we will be right out.”

  What the what? Guys? Go out? “Umm… Leigh Ann. What the hell is going on?”

  “Well, while you guys were busy making dinner, I went to the front office to see if there were any hot clubs around, or a way for us to get down and dirty, when I ran into these guys. They are gorgeous, and I may have already mentally licked one, and he is mine. You two can fight over the other two.”

  “You little hooch! This is supposed to be a girl’s trip. Not let me use my vagina radar for man meat. What the hell?”

  “First off Brianna. You need to get laid. When you open your legs, I'm sure moths fly out, and it is full of cobwebs. Second, you need to lighten up and have some fun. When was the last ti
me you got your brains fucked so hard you couldn't walk straight for days?” Leigh Ann pushed her hip out and was giving me the don’t fuck with me; you are going look.

  “I do not have cobwebs and moths in my vagina. My vibrator takes care of my needs just fine, thank you.” I rolled my eyes and knew this trip was too good to be true. I should have known she was up to something. Leave it to her to find me a man.

  “I’m down. Where are we headed?” Taylor was up on her feet and started heading towards the stairs.

  “There is a local country bar in town. They said they would drive us to town, but knowing her tight ass, I told them we would follow in our car.” I knew that was directed at me, but I didn’t care. “Oh, and make sure to wear your jean shorts and boots. These men are hot.”

  “But-”

  “So help me God woman, I will drag you by your hair kicking and screaming to this bar. Get upstairs and change. You are going. No buts.”

  Knowing I would lose this argument, I looked down at my attire and shrugged. I was rocking a Lord of the Rings shirt that showcased the Hobbit’s breakfast schedule, with a pair of booty shorts. Thank God she didn’t let them in.

  “Come on, Fuzzy. It’s time.” Taylor reached for my hand and gave a gentle squeeze.

  Seeing the look in her eye, I knew what she was telling me. Three years dry was a long time; it was time to forget the past and have some fun. I know I said no guys on this trip, but maybe it was time to try again?

  I ran upstairs and threw on my favorite pair of jeans with a blue halter top that showed off my girls. With my hair in a sloppy bun and my cowgirl boots on, I was ready to have a good time. I know Leigh Ann said shorts, but jeans were more my style.

  We exited our cabin, and the guys were already in their truck waiting for us to follow. We hopped into my car and followed.

  It took us about forty-five minutes to reach our destination, and I think I was more excited than Leigh Ann. Leigh Ann told us we were headed towards the local country bar. I loved country music, and line dancing was my thing. Pulling up to a bar called Rancher Roo’s, I parked the car near the front entrance, and you could hear the music blaring from inside.

  Putting the car in park, one of the guys hopped out of the truck and headed towards the car while the others went inside. Well nice to meet y’all too, then.

  A massive man, about six and a half feet tall, headed my way. He wore a tight black shirt that showed every muscle in his body, and he looked ripped as hell. Holy sweet alien babies, we are in trouble.

  Dark and mysterious knocked on my window and smiled.

  “Hey, I’m Matt. Ready to come in? The guys went in to secure a table for us.” Matt pulled the handle on my door and led us inside. There were about a hundred people inside drinking alcohol or line dancing on the dance floor. In the far corner, there was a mechanical bull that threw off its victim and prepared for the next one. Mental note, ride bull before vacation is over.

  I looked around the bar and noticed there were pictures of famous people all around the bar. You could see Luke Bryan, George Strait, Faith Hill, and more. I instantly loved this place.

  Taylor lightly grabbed my arm and leaned in to whisper in my ear. “I don’t know about you, but Matt’s ass is insane. I’m sure if we put a walnut between his ass cheeks he could crack it no problem. I can’t wait to see what the other two look like. But first, we need to get on the dance floor and get our groove on!”

  Keeping a tight grip on my arm, she dragged me to the dance floor. The floor vibrated with the power of people slamming their boots on the floor. It took a while for Taylor and I to get the moves down, but once we did, it was on like Donkey Kong. Leigh Ann joined us after the third song, and we were having the time of our lives.

  When Dustin Lynch’s ‘Small Town Boy’ started to play, the girls wanted to take a break. It was time for the couples to take the floor. I went to follow the girls when a strong hand grasped mine.

  “Care to dance?” My back stiffened and responded in a way it hadn't in a long time. I would know that voice anywhere.

  I turned around to see the same dark brown eyes I grew to love three years ago. When I was in Montana, I met Ryan when I started working at Grouse Mountain Lodge. He was a solid mass of muscles and loved to explore dangerous, forbidden areas. We went hiking, swimming, and even fooled around a little out in the open. He was a man who lived on the edge and never let fear hold him back.

  No other man could ever make my heart stop or make me cum by just looking at me. He stole my heart, and I thought we were going to make something out of it. But things didn’t go as planned.

  I tried to remove my hand from his grasp, but he only held on tighter. “Come on, Bree. Just one dance?”

  With one look into his eyes, my body was a pile of goo. No! We don't want him. We don't want him! But my body never responded. Without even realizing what was happening, I was on the dance floor with my chest pressed against his chiseled body, following his every move. My heart started to race, and all I could think about was him pressed on top of me, giving me the best orgasms of my life.

  “What are you doing here, Ryan?” I tried to look anywhere but at him. He was the one man that got away. He broke my heart, and I ran. I finally let someone in, after everything that happened, and he stomped all over it.

  “I live here. I fell in love with this place, and I didn't want to leave. I became the town's sheriff and haven't left since. I was hoping to see you return one day.” Ryan gave me his classic smile, and my knees started to buckle.

  I pushed off his chest and tried to give him my fiercest look. “Sorry to disappoint you, but I don't have time for men who frolic around and fuck anything with a pulse. Now if you will excuse me.”

  I twisted my hand out of his grasp and made it by a few people before his arms wrapped around my waist and hauled me outside. I kicked and screamed for him to let me go, but he just kept walking. When we made it outside, I bit down on his wrist, and he growled loudly. “Will you fucking stop, Brianna? Let me explain before the fucking town thinks you’re crazy!”

  When Ryan let me go, I slammed the heel of my boot on his foot and kneed him in the balls. I may be overreacting, but he broke my heart, and he deserved everything he was getting. I wished for this day for so long; I never thought it would happen. It was payback time.

  “Fuck, woman! Will you give me a second before you make my dick fall off?” Ryan sounded pissed. Good! He left me alone in our cabin with a note that said ‘I’m sorry’ and I never saw him again.

  “Why the fuck should I do that? You fucked my brains out and gave me the best orgasms of my life and then left in the middle of the night. I finally let someone in, and you broke my heart.” I crossed my arms and glared at him. I made sure to keep a safe distance away from him since my body was craving his touch.

  “Best orgasms of your life, huh?” Ryan raised his right eyebrow and gave me the sexiest look I had ever seen. His brown eyes started to turn dark, and his demeanor was that of a predator.

  “Seriously, is that all you fucking heard? I am out of here. Go find someone else to fuck, because this,” I pointed to my vagina to make sure he knew what I was referring to, “is no longer yours.” I turned to head back inside when his massive body slammed my back against the wall, and his mouth was on mine. His tongue slipped through my lips and was dominating my mouth. A small moan escaped my lips, and I could feel the wetness between my thighs.

  Snapping out of it, I bit his tongue and pushed him off me.

  A guttural growl came from Ryan. Grabbing both my wrists, he pinned them above my head, making it impossible to fight back. Twisting my wrists and buckling my legs, I tried my best to get free. I refused to give my heart or my hoo-ha back to Ryan.

  Releasing his grasps on my wrists, his hands slid down the side of my body, grabbing my ass and lifting me off the ground. My legs instantly went around his waist, and I started to grind against him. No, stop this. Stop! My brain wanted to do this, but my hear
t was screaming no.

  Ryan never broke his kiss as we walked around the corner, where I was pushed up against the wall. He unbuttoned the top of my pants and slid his hand down. He moved my underwear to the side and pushed his fingers between my folds.

  “Always so ready for me, baby.” He whispered in my ear while playing with my clit. I leaned my head back and moaned his name. He was a god with his fingers.

  “That's it, baby. Cum for me.” Ryan kissed his way down my neck and kissed the soft spot above my right breast. I bucked beneath him, only to have him pull me in closer. Two fingers slid inside me, and I was fighting back my impending orgasm. I pushed my hips back, only to have him play with my clit and make my world explode. I tried to hold back, but it was impossible.

  Ryan bit my earlobe and kissed the side of my neck. “I missed you, too, baby.”

  What the hell just happened? I looked down at the situation and groaned. “Fuck me!”

  “With pleasure.” Ryan tried to kiss me again, and I pushed him away. He let me go, and I fell flat on my ass.

  “Ouch!” I rubbed my ass and tried to move. Unfortunately, my tailbone had other ideas. I had just landed on the edge of a rock, and my tailbone was on fire.

  “Shit!” Ryan dove to help me up, but I smacked his hands away. He just gave me the best orgasm of the past three years, and I was mortified. No way was I going to have him help me up. Not to mention, this is the same man who broke my heart, and I had no intentions of being around him any longer.

  “I’m fine, asshole. Let me be.”

  “Damn it, Brianna. I miss you. If you would just let me explain what happened.”

  “Why the hell should I do that? It’s been three years! No call, text, or anything. Then you grab me out of the bar and plunge your fingers into me. In my eyes, you can go to hell.” I slowly pushed myself off the ground and almost fell back on my ass when a sharp pain shot down my leg.

  “Stop being so Goddamn stubborn, woman. Let me help you!” Instead of fighting him, I put my pride aside and let him help me up. It hurt like hell when he pulled me into a standing position, but I just bit my tongue.