Page 50 of Undone By The Mountain Daddies

“So borringgg,” copies Henry.

I point to the clock on the wall. “What does the time say, Henry?”

“Six.”

I narrow my eyes down at him. “Henry. You know it says seven.”

“But I’m having fun. Just ten more minutes.”

“That’s so cool you’re learning how to dance. But you know we have to eat breakfast and then get ready for school."

“But he’s learning right now,” counters Sienna. “There’s a lot more to learning than just reading and math.”

I flash her a look that falls somewhere between let me take over and I want you in my bed now.

Sienna searches my eyes and backs off. She gives Henry a little kiss on the head and tells him they’ll dance again later. Then she disappears into the hallway, and I watch her go.

She’s a problem, and I wish she wasn’t. Henry needs to be around a free spirit like Sienna—we all do—but the snow has stopped and the sun is shining, which means she’s leaving soon. We can’t get too attached.

And even though I barely know her, I’ll be sad to see her go. Responsibility will be calling her name as soon as she gets back in the city, and she’ll lose herself again to be the version of herself everyone else needs her to be.

Chapter 14

Cash

Snow crunches under my boots as I trudge through the snow. There’s less of it now. Down in the valley, patches of green are becoming visible. Trees are no longer laden with snow like they were before.

Knox says we’re over the worst of it, which means Princess Sienna can finally fuck off back to the land of fake where she came from.

Secretly, I don’t want her gone just yet. I’m clinging to the hope that her car will be too fucked from the snow to get her back down the mountain.

Of course, where there’s a will, there’s a way, and I’m sure if she can get out of here, she will.

She needs to go, but the thought of never seeing her again weirdly claws at my chest, making it hard to breathe.

I need to have my way with her first before she leaves, but she knows the effect she has on me and is acting smug.

I’ll show her smug when I lay her naked across my lap and spank her round ass.

Noticing movement in the trees, I come to a stop and raise my rifle, waiting for the deer to reveal itself.

Twigs snap, leaves ruffle, and the deer finally materializes. I shoot it straight in the heart, the barrel of the gunshot echoing through the open expanse as I stalk toward the dead animal and toss the thing over my shoulder. That should keep us fed for the next week.

I head back to the main cabin and see Sienna sitting outside on the porch, admiring her phone instead of the view. Typical.

I get closer to the cabin, my crunching footsteps in the snow announcing my presence. Sienna looks up, and her eyes immediately home in on the dead deer slung over my shoulder.

“No…” she says in horror. “You didn’t.”

“Sometimes we do what needs to be done.”

“Is that what I heard? A gun?”

“Pfft.” I throw the deer onto the ground, and Sienna continues looking at it in horror, like I’ve murdered an infant. “I’m sure you’ve done far worse things in your life than kill a deer.”

Sienna’s eyes find mine, but it’s like she’s looking straight through me. “What did you say?”

“I think you heard me just fine.” I unsheathe the knife from my belt and lean over the deer, slipping the blade underneath the deer’s skin to strip away the fur.