Redemption: Montana Wolves, Book Three (Montana Wolves series 3) Read Online Free PDF Page A

a step back. “I’m not doing this for me. Hell, nothing would make me happier right now than to take you to bed and lick and touch you all night. Believe that.” His eyes blazed with a heady mix of lust and sincerity. “But you would regret it. And you’ve been through enough without some asshole who thinks you’re the sexiest woman he’s ever seen taking advantage of you.”
    It was a sweet rejection, but a rejection just the same and all the anticipation and adrenaline buzzing inside her faded away as the stark reality hit her. He was going to send her home and she would be alone.
    Again.
    Sure, she’d see friends at work and at her yoga class, but none of them would understand what she’d been through. None of them would make her feel safe.
    None of them would be Billy.
    She refused to think about why that suddenly mattered so much.

CHAPTER FOUR
    B y the time Billy got back to the compound the next morning, he was even more confused than when he’d left. After he’d dropped Amber at her car along with his business card and instructions to call if she needed him, he’d gone back to his apartment in town to think.
    Turned out to be a shit idea, because the whole place still smelled like her skin, and he’d wound up having dreams that would’ve made Satan himself blush.
    Not conducive to clear thinking.
    And then there was the guilt…
    He squeezed his eyes closed and groaned inwardly. An image of Amber staring up at him with those big blue eyes pleading for the truth ran through his head. It had taken every last shred of his self-discipline not to spill his guts. If he’d been a lone wolf, he would have. But he had his packmates to consider, and it wasn’t just his secret to tell. So he’d lied. Albeit more successfully than the last time. In fact, he suspected his story was just believable enough to get her to buy in. Now all he had to do was wait and see if she stopped her research and fell into line.
    Either way, he’d know soon enough. He’d planted a bug in her purse when she’d gone to the bathroom before he’d taken her back to her car.
    Another icy blast of guilt swept over him. God, he felt like a fucking heel.
    With a growl, he stalked across the kitchen to the fridge and tugged it open. Once he ate, he’d go for another long run, clear his head some.
    "How's things with you?"
    He looked over his shoulder with a start to see Chandra standing behind him, a smile wreathing her pretty face.
    “Good, you?” he asked, and then focused back on the contents of the refrigerator, opting for a carton of orange juice. More to buy time than anything, he popped open the carton, held it to his lips and started to drink. If Chandra got wind of his agitation, she’d press for details he didn’t want to give.
    "You're the grossest. Seriously," she said with a long-suffering sigh. "I won't miss living with this many boys when we move."
    He turned to face her, frowning. "Move? What are you talking about?"
    "Jax, Ryan, and I. We're going to build a new house on the grounds in the spring. Over by Spencer’s place."
    Her moss green eyes went dreamy as she talked, and she strolled toward him, tugging the carton from his grasp to take a slug from it. She wiped a hand over her mouth before putting it back in the fridge and closing the door.
    "It's going to be awesome. We'll be close enough to see each other all the time, but we'll also be able to make some family time." That smile tugged at her lips again and he stared at her with dawning awareness.
    "Holy shit. You're knocked up." It was a statement, not a question.
    He didn't know how he'd missed it until now. Thinking back, she'd been acting super weird. Alternately weepy and then almost euphoric the past couple weeks. Getting up early to pack her stepson, Ryan, a lunch before he left for school, but then going back to bed. Rushing from the weekend brunch table as soon as the bacon platter made an appearance.
    Most of all, though, he could smell it on her.