Big Man’s Claim (Big Men Big Hearts #2) Read Online Penny Wylder

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Big Men Big Hearts Series by Penny Wylder

Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 39772 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 199(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 133(@300wpm)

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(Big Men Big Hearts #2) Big Man's Claim

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Penny Wylder

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I’m not a guy who looks for love--I sure as hell don’t deserve it.
Especially not from a gorgeous red-head who I found nearly-naked in a river.
Melody is tough as nails and freshly eighteen. A rugged, tattooed mountain man like me knows better than to get mixed up with someone as pure as her.
But the second we're alone, her lips close to mine, I can't fight my desire.
She's too innocent for me. I tell myself one night is enough for us both.
It's stupid to let my heart beat a million beats for a woman who will turn into a memory.
But now that I’ve had a taste, I can’t let her go.
I’m claiming her as mine… for better or worse.
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“You'll call me if you need anything, right?” Ryder asks as he leans against the tailgate of my truck.

“Yes, I'll have my phone, it's fully charged—”

“And you have the cordless charger too?” he asks, cutting me off abruptly. Which he's been doing since I started packing up for my trip.

Don't forget water, Mel.

Did you remember your first aid kit?

Bug and bear spray, you need those, too.

It's like he's sending off his kid to college. Only I'm not his kid, and I'm only heading to the mountain for the weekend. I'm annoyed as hell right now.

“Yeeees,” I say, half whining. “I have everything. You're acting like I've never done this before.” Stabbing the tip of my walking stick into the ground, I twist it so it makes a small hole. “I'll be fine.”

I can't even look at him. I'm afraid I'm going to go ape shit and start a fight. I don't want to do that. This weekend is for rest and relaxation. It would be awful to start it angry.

“I'm sorry, Mel. I can't help it that I worry about you.”

“Well, you have your own family to worry about now. The baby is coming soon, Jenna is huge and probably needs your help just to stand up from the couch! Relax and get off my back a little. I am eighteen now, it's not like I'm a kid.”

“I'm sorry, Mel, you'll always be the little sister in my eyes. So, you're just going to have to deal with it.” He ruffles my hair and I swat his hand away.

“Stop it.”

Buttercup pokes his head out the driver's side window. His tongue is hanging out of his mouth, causing drool to trickle down the door.

“Plus I have him,” I say, pointing my thumb at my slobbery friend waiting in the car. “Buttercup will make sure I'm safe.” His ears perk up as I say his name.

Ryder grabs his face and scratches him roughly. “Don't let her do anything stupid. Understood?” Buttercup licks Ryder's face, causing him to turn his head and cringe. “All right, all right, I get it. You got her covered. I still don't understand why you're so set on doing this alone. I could come with you. Jenna isn't due for another month.”

“Because I need some time to myself, Ryder. Besides, it's only a few days. Now, if you'd kindly move, I'd like to get there before it's dark.”

“Fine, but don't think I won't come looking for you if you're not back by Sunday night.”

Rolling my eyes, my arms hang by my sides. “Could ya just move, please?”

Ryder takes a long step to the side, grabbing the handle and opening the door for me. “Just be safe, Melody, that's all I ask.”

“And all I ask is that you let me do me. One day soon you'll have to let me go, might as well prepare for it now.”

“I didn't make a fuss when you started looking for your own place to live. What more do you need?”

“Yeah, right. All you've done is complain about it and sulk like a baby. You’ve found every excuse for why this apartment wouldn’t work or that apartment is in an unsafe neighborhood. Get real!”

Chuckling, Ryder rubs the back of his neck. “Okay, I get your point. Go have a good time.”

Giving him a smile, I start the truck and pull out of the driveway. Buttercup moves to the passenger window and sticks his face out. His ears blow back in the wind and it makes me smile. Finally, we’re on the road.

Three whole days to myself. No motel. No brother doing constant wellness checks. No one but me and my dog.

The sun is starting to rise high in the sky, and I have plenty of time to get there. It's a bit of a hike to get the valley where I want to camp. As long as I'm on the trail by eleven, I'll make it before night falls.

Camping is one of the few things I still have that makes me happy. I lost my parents. My brother, my only family, is married with a kid on the way. It seems like all my friends from school are heading off to college or starting on some grand adventure, like traveling the country or backpacking across Europe.