Read Online Monroe, Melody S. - Deception Fantasy [Fantasy Resort 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Melody S. Monroe - Free Book Online Page B

vitals before settling down to wait. “Same as before. That’s good.” She stuffed her book and pen back in her pack. To get her mind off the patient for a while, she changed her focus to them. “So, tell me about Trace. What was he like as a kid?” She kept one eye on the girl.
    The sun had finally set and the scant remaining light illuminated part of his face. His eyes widened. “We’re sitting under this beautiful sky, and you’re asking me about Trace?”
    She sighed. “I figured you wouldn’t want to talk about yourself. I was trying not to be nosy.”
    “In that case, I’ll tell you the whole story, since we grew up together. We attended high school in Flagstaff, and then played football at Arizona State.”
    She knew that. “Very cool. Then what?”
    “As I mentioned, I went into the Peace Corps for two years, while Trace enlisted in the army.”
    She wasn’t surprised he’d enlisted. She bet Trace would have a lot of tales to tell about his experiences if she could ever get him to talk. “Did you like the Peace Corps?” This was a dumb question, but she didn’t want to give away the fact she cared about them or that she’d tried to find out what happened to them over the years.
    “Yes and no. It was highly rewarding but also frustrating. Seeing so many people suffer can leave a permanent mark on your soul.”
    He was a kind man. “And after the Peace Corps?”
    “I went into business with Trace.”
    Now there was a surprise. “Doing what?”
    “We started an online dating site called Findamate.com.”
    Two of her friends used that site. “Wow. What happened?” Surely, they weren’t involved in the business today. The girl moaned, but she settled quickly.
    “We sold it. Got a good deal, I suppose. After we left, the company pumped a lot of dough into advertising, and it really soared.”
    “What made you quit the world of big business and come to the resort?”
    He picked up a stick and drew something in the ground. “The rat race of trying to keep on top of things finally got to us. We realized we were Western boys who didn’t like the daily grind. We both love the outdoors and had earned enough money to enjoy ourselves without working hard.”
    He made sense. Ending up at the resort would be perfect for two men who were highly sexual, though she didn’t want to think about how they got their daily release.
    “Are you both happy?” She could tell Jack was, but Trace still seemed troubled.
    “You interested or something?”
    Dare she tell them that since meeting them, her life outlook had changed? They made her realize that an intense connection came around but once in a lifetime. They’d always been her lifeline when depression hit.
    “Yes.” She looked over at the victim, whose continued soft grunts assured her the girl was still with them. In another minute, she’d take another set of vitals.
    Jack scooted closer, picked up her hand, and kissed her palm.
    She pulled it out of his grasp slowly. “You don’t know where that hand has been.” Her rock climbing gloves were full of sweat and dirt.
    “I don’t care. I want you, Diana.” His voice came out breathy.
    Dear God, he was serious. Her mouth opened to respond when the sound of helicopter blades sliced through the night sky.
    “Shit.” Jack jumped up, and she fumbled for the matches to light the flare.
    “Give me those.”
    “Here.” He seemed steadier than her.
    Seconds later, the flare burst to life. Jack waved the light in the air. The helicopter must have spotted them, for the direction of the flying bird changed. In all her years as a rock climbing instructor and as a guide, she’d never had need for emergency services.
    The helicopter moved closer, the sound deafening. Given they were in a ravine, she didn’t think the chopper would be able to land or even get close.
    “We’re sending down a basket.” The megaphoned voice sounded like God giving a directive.
    Jack held up a thumb. “We need to lift her.