Page 9 of Crushing on the Mountain Man (Mountain Man Summer #3)

Brandy

“Either of these colors would lighten up the place, but let me know what you guys think. Don’t forget to like, subscribe and comment.”

I turn off the video. I upload it, add a description and some hashtags and post it.

Checking the subscribers I hop out to the deck with a happy skip.

I know at least half of our viewers are there to perve on Knox.

And as I stop to watch him hammering in the new deck railing, I can’t blame them. He is just so frigging sexy to look at.

But a good number of our subscribers are there for the content about fixing up and decorating the cabins.

I love the positive comments about watching me learn new skills, have a go at things and our how-to tutorials.

And there is a small group that comments about how they love seeing a real woman, a plus-sized woman on social media.

If I can help one girl who is out there feeling she is not good enough because of her size, if I can encourage one woman to stop putting life on hold till she loses weight, then I am over the moon.

Plus, it doesn’t hurt that posting this content is earning us money. But honestly, as long as Knox and I can spend our days together, doing what we love, in beautiful locations, then I am very happy. The money we make is just a bonus.

“Subscribers are up on our joint channel.” I tell Knox.

He looks up at me with a grin, pulling down his tools. “And I’ve finished my jobs and you know what that means.”

He walks slowly towards me with a hungry look in his eyes that makes me want to giggle. I still can’t believe I’m here. Doing stuff I love doing. Being with Knox. Living life in a way that makes me happy.

He pulls me to him for a kiss that sets my pulse on fire. “You keep me on track, my little taskmaster.”

I laugh. He is teasing. It’s true that I might have brought a bit of organization to the business but Knox has so much enthusiasm for what we do, I don't need to push him. It is usually him pushing me. Giving me the support I might have missed growing up. Teaching me to believe in myself.

“Swim? Or hot, passionate sex?”

I laugh. “Sex first, then swim later.”

He picks me up and carries me inside. Whispering sexy suggestions in my ear as we go. My teenage crush turned into a fully grown sexy hot mountain man.

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