Baubles and Beads

Book 5: Copper River Romances

by Cherime MacFarlane, Cherime MacFarlane

Genres: Native American & Aboriginal; Small Town & Rural; Contemporary Romance

Synopsis

Running from her actions, Della takes a live in job. There's something strange going on at that lodge.
NUMBER 1 Listopia's Books Where The Hero & Heroine Get Married/Engaged
Della Street Jones is everyone's ‘good little girl' and is tired of the label. Munk Riley is the skinny little thief she shared her lunch with until the family left the Copper Basin. Riley, caught by the Jones family, is given a chance to redeem himself and earns a diesel mechanic certification. Munk wants to marry Della and have all the things denied him growing up the only child of an alcoholic mother.
Taking a job without telling her, causes a blow out between them. Embarrassed, Della takes a live-in position at a remote lodge. There she finds something that causes her to send an SOS to her family to get her out. Munk will do anything to get Della home. But does Della belong where everyone else thinks she does? Can they get out without waking the man who controls the underbelly of Alaska?

Release date: May 30, 2015

Publisher: Paper Gold Publishing

Print pages: 378

Sample

 

A tiny little twitch upward at the corners of her mouth at that statement made him groan. "Just this once in my life I want to have something start right. I want it to go the way it's supposed to. I want a preacher to say the words over us, then he'll tell us to kiss and I can take you home and make love to my wife all night long."

Letting go of her arms, Munk watched as she crossed both arms over her chest. "It's because of your mother. That's the reason you want to wait?"

Running both hands through his hair, he looked down at his shoes. "Partially, I guess. Ya, I've screwed other girls. I didn't think I had a hope in hell of winding up with you. After I figured out there might be a chance, I haven't been with another woman. I want it to be right. I want us to be shiny and bright like that bracelet is now, not like it's going to be when it tarnishes."

Her bare feet shuffled closer to him and Munk found his head pillowed against her chest. "I'm so sorry, love. I didn't understand. We'll do it your way. I don't want you to ever feel that way again."

Without thinking about it, his arms went around her. "What way?" he whispered.

"Like you don't matter. Like you're not good enough." Long, delicate fingers combed through his hair. The scent of her rose into his nostrils and he was almost in heaven. "You are a good man and I love you, Munro Lowell Riley. I love everything about you. But, can we at least get married as soon as this miserable job is over? Please?"

Pulling slightly backward, he looked up to find her face turned toward him. "If you get out of this dive. If we go to Palmer on your day off, we can get the damn license and swear to God, the day after I'm away from here we can get married. You can stay in the cabin and set the whole thing up. Have it at the Great grans’ place. I don't care who you invite, but the minute the ceremony is over, we're gone."

"But how are we going to get out of here? You don't have your truck, do you?"

"I'll get us out of here. Let me handle that. How about you tell me what brought this sex thing on? We've never had this come up before."

Della held his head in both hands and kissed him sweetly on the lips, then the forehead, before tugging him against her chest. "I had a dream. I had to go take a shower after it was over."

Breaking away from her, he stood and pushed her hair behind her ears. "You mean like a wet dream. You got hot for me?"

Cheeks flooding with color, Della nodded. "Yes. And I got tired of being everybody's good little girl. I asked Sandy about it and she told me guys like blowjobs."

The color in her cheeks deepened. "She said I was asking the wrong person 'cause she's into girls. And Sandy said I was a hottie."

"She didn't do anything, did she?"

"No. She said she wasn't a cheat and she has a partner at home. But she said a threesome might be fun."

The look on Della's face was so serious, Munk had a hard time holding in a laugh. "Okay, as long as she keeps her hands to herself, we're good."

Taking her wrists in his hands, Munk slowly backed Della toward the bed. "What did you do in the shower, Della? How did you fix it?"