ROMANCE: BIKER ROMANCE: Werewolf Rider (MC Shifter Pregnancy Romance) (New Adult Paranormal Romance Short Stories) (81 page)

“I talked to my dad today. I am glad we kept the news from them until it was over. We owe Sheriff Major a lot. I do not know about your mom but Dad would have blown a gasket and tried to get home. If things had not gone his way he would have got arrested in an airport or something.” He told her with humor.

“I think they must have been made for each other than because Mom would have been right there with him. No one fucks with her kid. It was just us for so many years that is just how we operate. Of course the Sheriff is going to hear from them when they get back,” he laughed.

“He can handle them,” I had to agree. The Sheriff had headed for the Coopers cabin as soon as I had told him we were going there. He was thinking along the same lines as Jason and figured Jared had done his homework. It was good he did. He was in the woods when the assault began and took out three trained killer in the woods while we were defending the cabin. He got there just in time to get the last guy. The trained killers were all dead. Jared and his friends were going to get some long time in prison when they got out of the hospital. Tanya's shot had completely shattered his knee.

“I am so proud of you Tanya. Most women, hell most men, would not have held up through that fight,” He told her with a hug.

“You do remember me fainting don't you?” She responded with a giggle. He laughed.

“Maybe, but a lot of guys have fainted the first time they face action like that. Never mind throwing up. We are made for each other too dear. Tanya nodded against his shoulder. She thought so too, as well as felt it in her heart and in her loins. She had it all going on!

*****

THE END

Ski Bum: A Stepbrother Romance

Chapter One- Hot but Cocky Step Brother

              Chelsea Cooper was finishing her dinner with her mom Tanya Cooper, her mom's new fiancé, Don Roberts, and his son Jeffery Roberts. Her new future stepbrother was a drop dead gorgeous, blonde ski bum.  He was cocky and arrogant, and immediately caught her by surprise.

              “Hey Chelsea, your mom mentioned you’ve never been skiing. I am going up the resort to do some skiing. Do you want to go up? I can get a complementary room for you to have all to yourself,” he offered her. It sounded like it might be fun except for one thing; Tanya Roberts didn’t know the first thing about skiing.

              “I don't know, it sounds fun but...” she shrugged.

              “No problem Chelsea. I teach skiing so I can give you some lessons. It's fun once you get past the first day or so. It does take a day to get used to the boots and stuff, but you'll have a blast,” he said enthusiastically. Chelsea looked at her mom and she smiled. Obviously pleased she was getting along with her fiancé and his son.

              “Why not honey. It will take your mind off of things, and you can relax. It is beautiful up there,” she added.

              Chelsea liked that idea, she knew what her mom meant by taking her mind off of things. Her ex-boyfriend had cheated on her with her best friend. She was done with dating and guys for a long time. Learning how to ski would be a good way to take her mind off of the drama.

              “Sure, why not. I will need to borrow some skiing gear, but it could be fun. Thanks Jeffery,” she told him. He was happy about it and immediately started planning what they could do, and what he could teach her. She smiled and just nodded, glad she had decided to do something other than sit around and stew about her asshole ex Joseph.

The next day Chelsea drove up to the lodge with Jeffery, and could see the attitude he had around their parents, and how he was alone with her.

              “Yeah Carol, who runs the place likes me. I am good enough to teach, and I help bring in the ladies. That is sometimes a hard demographic for ski lodges to pull from. So I guess I am good for her that way,” he said without a blush. Looking at him she did marvel at how perfect his profile was as he drove and then shook her head.

              “Come on, a little modesty dude, huh. You really think your sex appeal is a huge draw?” she asked him sarcastically.

              “Probably. I mean come on are you going to tell me that it makes our life harder by being beautiful. You have to know you make heads turn everywhere you go. I just met you the other day, but I know that without asking,” he explained to her. She was stunned offhand sexism. Sure her ex had been an ass but this was cockier than even he had been. Still, the compliment caused her to stir.

              “With an ego like that it is amazing we can both fit in this car Jeff,” she told him. He laughed.

              “I know right?” he responded with a grin and turning his head to wink at her. She sighed, resigned to the fact she was going to have to deal with this cocky jerk for the next few days. She just hoped he could actually teach her to ski at least.

              It turned out he was as good on the slopes and a patient instructor. She picked up some of the basic ski moves pretty quick, in part she thought, to his skill. She would never tell him that. Especially after seeing how the woman seemed to always know where he was at. Most of the good looking ski bunnies stopped by to say hi to him with obvious flirtatious motives. By the end of the day she was getting tired and hungry. She knew that was always a bad sign, and then he made his joking comment and she almost took a swing at him.

              “Ya know Chelsea, at this angle with that ski outfit you look a little like a black Michelin Man. Maybe the Pillsbury Dough Boy,” he was obviously joking but it was rude and she narrowed her eyes at him. He seemed to realize his mistake.

              “Look Chelsea, I was just..” she interrupted him.

              “Uh uh, I am done for today. It would be best if you leave me be if you want to continue looking good!” she told him with a snarl and skied over to the lodge rental shop.

              Muttering to herself she turned in her skis and boots, put her own snow boots on and headed for her room. It did not help when she passed a big picture window the light was right to show her reflection and her ass step brother had been kind of right. Her ski coat was long and in sections. The sections were filled with down making the garment very puffy. She
did
look like a black Michelin Man! Grumbling and cursing under her breath until she got up to her room. She munched some chips from the hospitality box and got cleaned up, changing into decent clothes for dinner.

              Chelsea went to the bar and got a table in the back. She ordered a dark beer and a big dinner of chicken fettuccine. Halfway through dinner she was feeling a lot better. She chuckled softly. She did get grumpy when she was hungry. She finished her meal and ordered another beer, tossing off the last of the first one. She was relaxed and sitting back watching the people in the bar when Jeffery showed up. He came up slowly with his hands out to the side.

              “Is it safe to approach and apologize, should I wait?” he asked, honestly nervous. She waved him to a seat.

              “Yeah, it’s safe. Look just hold back on the more obvious insults. I mean that jacket does make me look like that. I just don't need you pointing it out. I intend to buy other ski gear tomorrow morning,” she told him and smiled. He apologized and ordered his own drink. They both had a few more drinks and she was feeling pretty loose and happy. Her only problem was Jeff being so damn good looking. He was definitely someone she would have hooked up with back in the day. Muscular, great face and eyes, shaggy hair. Everything that lit her fire. It was annoying. Especially with every good looking woman stopping by or waving at him as they passed by. At least, she thought to herself she was looking good.

              Her hair was the usual tight curls poofed out and down a little past her shoulders. She wore a red silk blouse open halfway down showing a green camisole stretched over her large breasts. The blouse tucked neatly into black jeans and a nice pair of leather boots. She knew she could hold her own against any woman in the place, and if Jeff would give her a look now and then that made her smile slightly. She had to admit, when a womanizer like him took notice you knew you were doing something right or he would not be interested. She watched him tap his phone and then grinned.

              “What's that Jeff? A hot woman on the line?” she asked laughing. He grinned and winked at her.

              “Always, but this is better than that. Clear skies tomorrow and that gives me an idea,” he said, sliding his phone over to her. She looked at the weather forecast and it looked good for a couple of days. He explained an idea about an upper trail he wanted to take her down.

              “Is it safe, I mean it is not like I have learned a lot,” she said.

              “True Chelsea, but you know enough to take a slight incline like you did today. That is the beauty of this path. We go up to the higher level and flow this trail. It winds with a slight incline and winds all the way down back to hear. It will take as much time as we were out today, but instead of all the time on the lifts, we ride up and spend the day skiing down. The woods are amazing, the snow is pristine because a lot of skiers think it is a boring run. For me, I like those slower runs from time to time and it is perfect for a new comer like you!” he exclaimed. Jeff was very excited about the idea and whatever Chelsea thought about his ways, she was positive he knew what he was doing so she agreed.

Chapter Two- Stranded!

             
Chelsea had found a skiing outfit that suited her better. A waist jacket that was warm, but showed off her figure with hip hugging ski pants. This jacket had a hood so her hair didn't get so squished and hidden. She knew it was silly, but she felt more confident dressed this way. Jeff of course was dressed like a surfer bum accept with warmer clothes. His wild hair was under a stocking cap, but the look worked for him. Once they got off the ski lift she realized what Jeff had been talking about. The scenery was like nothing she had ever seen and the trail was a gentle slope she had no problem handling. They spent several hours swooshing down the slope happily. They laughed and he kept his smart ass comments to himself. He had brought a bag of snacks and first aid stuff, just in case he said with a grin. They stopped for lunch and she appreciated it and thanked him.

              “I am glad we are doing this Chelsea. I like you, and I am glad to get to know you this way,” she smiled and nodded.

              “It is good to get to know you too. I have to admit you do know your stuff,” she told him.

              “Thanks, I love skiing. It helps that you are a quick study. I bet you have your school future all planned out right?” he asked. She blushed but nodded.

              “Yeah, I can be a little anal about that. Unfortunately my boyfriend became an ex and blew that part of my plans. I have new plans now though, and I am looking forward to single life for a long time to come, it works for me,” she said playfully. She was surprised at how good a time she was having. He chuckled.

              “Yeah, recently I have been wondering about my future. Don't get me wrong, I love my life but...I could get a job as a skiing emergency technician. I can ski after injured skiers and help out while still doing what I love to do. So who knows? Life can go any direction,” he said nonchalantly. She nodded, but hated how life could change so quickly, it never worked for her. She saw him stiffen, looking over her shoulder.

              “Shit! What the hell?” he muttered. She turned while he pulled out his phone. The sky was darkening over the tops of the nearest peaks. Clouds were forming, and snow was falling heavily. She frowned and looked back at Jeff. He was looking pissed scrolling through his phone.

              “I have a weather app that works off a tower for emergency services. Shit, what the hell!” he showed her his phone.

              The weather information was ominous. Yesterday's weather reports were clear and perfect, the information on this was a warning and a stream of information. According to this information the storm came out of nowhere. Clouds were backing up and there was no end in sight. She looked up to Jeff becoming scared. He was chewing his lip and looking at the sky.

              “Can we get down the mountain Jeff? Tell me the truth!” she told him firmly.

              “Ok, no. I could get down if I hauled ass and by the time I got there I would be skiing through a blizzard and risking my ass. You are not good enough yet and I would never risk you that way. There is a medic’s cabin a few miles from here. There won't be anyone there but it should have supplies and heat. Even better, it should have a radio. You game Chelsea?” he asked. She took a deep breath and nodded. She did not see that they had a choice.

              He led her down the trail to a side path and helped her get down that one. It was not long before the snow was flying fast and furious. Big heavy flakes and a howling wind. It was mid-day but she could not tell. If it had not been for Jeff she would never have been able to make it. He apologized the whole way cursing himself. As much as she wanted to blame somebody, he had done everything he could.