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W ell, this wasn’t exactly how she’d thought her first time on a toboggan would go.
But Bebe couldn’t say that she wasn’t ecstatic to be on it.
She just felt bad that Corbin had to pull her. He had to be tired.
“Are you all right, Daddy?” she asked worriedly. She had the easy part. She was bundled up under blankets on the toboggan while he worked hard to get them to the truck before night fell.
They had about three hours, he’d told her. But she was still scared they’d get lost or have to turn back.
Or that he’d injure himself.
It wasn’t all smooth sailing since there wasn’t a clear path. However, they managed.
Still, it took them hours to get back to the truck.
However, when they arrived, they were met by a sight she hadn’t expected.
There were dozens of people there. Most of them were from Sanctuary Ranch, but there were also people from Wishingbone, including the sheriff and two deputies.
They’d all come out to help try and find them.
But the person she was most happy to see was frowning as he strode toward them.
No surprises there.
“What the fuck happened?” Hayes snapped. “Why isn’t she walking?”
Bebe tried to get up, but Corbin grabbed her. She expected him to force her down. Instead, he lifted her straight into Hayes’ arms.
She didn’t expect Hayes to catch her. Or to hold her close.
Or for her to lose it in his arms.
“Ahh, girl, don’t start that now,” he said gruffly. “I didn’t mean to yell. You’re safe. You’re safe.”
She cried as Corbin briefly explained to Hayes what had happened. She was aware of other people around them, talking. But all she could hear were Corbin and Hayes.
“Right. Better give you back to your man before he rips you away from me, girl.”
She tilted her head back to look at him.
“Stop crying, huh?” he murmured, looking disgruntled. “It’s upsetting Corbin.”
Corbin took her from Hayes, kissing her cheek. “I don’t think it’s just me you’re upsetting.”
Yeah. She knew Hayes loved her. Like a little sister. That was something she had never had and she was going to hold onto it tight.
Corbin placed her in the back of an ambulance, where she was given hot cocoa from a thermos while a cute paramedic checked her over.
She spotted Corbin talking to the sheriff, and they both looked her way. Worry filled her.
“Hey, sweetheart,” the paramedic said. He’d introduced himself as Rye. “What’s the matter?”
“I think I might be arrested for murder.”
He gave her a surprised look. Then, to her shock, he smiled. “Sweetheart, you haven’t lived here long, have you? If you think your man or any of the men here would let that happen, you are very mistaken.”
Turned out Rye was correct.
He was also really bossy since he insisted she go to the hospital. She’d argued with him until Corbin came over and put a stop to that.
Grr. Bossy men.
They were so annoying.
And yet, so attractive and sexy.
Thankfully, she only ended up staying one night in the hospital. And the sheriff didn’t arrest her. In fact, he told her it was a clear-cut case of self-defense. She didn’t really think it was, but she was just grateful that she wasn’t being arrested.
All she wanted was to get home to her cabin at the Ranch. Kent contacted some people he knew in Los Angeles who went on the hunt for Lindsay. They found her in the basement of Sebastian’s rental house. She was malnourished and terrified, but alive.
Bebe’s foot was badly sprained, so she’d been given orders to keep off it and rest, which wasn’t going to be easy.
And it was probably going to result in several spankings.
But, hey, she wasn’t perfect.
Plus, she was pretty certain that Corbin liked spanking her butt.
“What’s that smile for?” he asked as he sat next to her on the porch.
They were bundled up under a pile of blankets and she was wearing so many clothes that she was sweating.
But she still couldn’t stop smiling as she sipped her hot cocoa with whipped cream and marshmallows, and watched the snow come down.
“I was just thinking how perfect everything ended up. And how crazy I was to think that I never wanted to fall in love again.”
“Yeah, well, you thought that because you just hadn’t met me.” Leaning over, he licked the whipped cream from her top lip, then kissed her.
Perfect.