Bucked: The Mountain Man's Babies(12)

My uncle turns to me, shaking his head at me like I’m a fool.

Maybe I am.

“You think you can leave now?”

“Well, I can’t very well be sold as a virgin.”

“Of course you can’t. But Rosalind, I’m not selling you anymore.”

“What are you selling then?” I ask, the horror spreading in my gut, and I hold my belly protectively, not wanting any horrible thoughts to be absorbed by my babies.

“The twins of course. You think a virgin carries a high price? Twins on the black market are pure fucking gold.”





9





I return to the diner after stopping at the Sheriff’s office. To be honest, I’m a little annoyed that I went, considering they didn’t have much to say besides asking if I got a fucking license plate number. What the fuck? My focus was on Rosie, on making sure she was okay.

And now, I need to get back to her.

People say love at first sight isn’t real, well then those fools have never had a woman like Rosie riding their cock, her lips swollen and her tits full and round – and no I’m not talking lust here. I mean sure, her appearance turns me on, but what I feel for her is deeper than that. I’ve seen plenty of pretty girls before and they never drew out this animalistic desire deep inside of me, that is driving me to protect her at all costs.

I need to take this woman to my cabin and show her that I’ll take care of her for the rest of her precious life.

My tires crunch over the gravel in the parking lot, and I jump out of the cab, ready to see her again.

My parents are arguing, which, truth be told, is not exactly their mode of operation. They get along, are willing to do anything for one another. Hell, my mom was running around the property today chasing my dad’s dumbass dogs.

“What’s up?” I ask, the door jangling behind me. I scan the diner for Rosie, but she isn’t here. “Where’s Rosie.”

“That’s the problem, Buck. She’s gone.”

“What do you mean, gone?” I ask, immediately on the offensive. “You know there were two guys packing heat, looking for her, right?”

“Her?” mom asks. “Buck, you said they were here, trying to rob the diner, you said nothing about Rosie.”

“Fuck,” I shout, my hands running through my hair. “When did she leave? I’ve been gone about an hour.”#p#分页标题#e#

“It must have been minutes after you left. She went to the bathroom to freshen up and after awhile, I went looking for her. The backdoor was slightly ajar, and she was gone.”

“Did you go after her?”

My dad nods. “Yeah, we walked the property, checking to see if she was out there, hell, maybe taking out the trash or something, but she wasn’t anywhere.”

“We even called the motel,” Mom says. “Apparently she checked out, Janice running the front desk said she was really a sweet thing, but said she had a family emergency and needed to leave, even though she’d paid cash for the entire week.”

“Shit,” I press a fist in my palm. “This is bad. Those guys probably came back.”

“Did she know them?” my mom asks, her eyes wide.

“Yeah, the guys were looking for her, but I don’t know why. This is fucking messed up.”

“Language, Buck.” Dad frowns.

“You do realize two men with guns just took Rosie against her will, and that we have no way of tracing them?”

Dad shakes his head. “Not against her will, son,” he says, crossing his arms. “She left here on her own accord. Truth be told, it doesn’t sound like she was very stable. Hitchhiked to middle-of-nowhere Idaho with men after her.”

“You hired her Mom, do you have her name, social security number or something for tax purposes?” I ask, grasping for a clue, something. Anything.

Mom grimaces. “You know I’m not exactly the best at business. I figured I’d pay her under the table until I decided if she was a good fit.”

“This is so messed up.” I pace the diner, desperate. Lost. Wanting so much for Rosie to be here so I could take her home. “I’m going to the motel, maybe she left a clue. And I’ll call the Sheriff, obviously”

“Why are you so interested in this girl, Buck,” Dad asks.

“It’s not some girl. Rosie is my woman.”

“Sweetie, you just met. Looks like she made you lunch and you saved her from the men, but it was only an hour. How much can you know in that length of time?”

I shake my head, not having any of it. “Sometimes you just know. And I know Rosie and I aren’t through. She and I – we’ve just begun.”