All Chapters of Broke Up With My Fiance Then Fucked My Brother's Best Friend: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

CHRISTINE “I actually don’t ski,” Christine admitted. “I rented a snowmobile for the day. The trails look great.” She had no plan to follow all the trails, but the paths around the resort were wide and went far. If Mark Roberts won’t come to me, I’ll go to him. “Be careful,” Chloe warned. “A blizzard is coming later. Do you know how to handle a sled in the mountains? The trails are simple enough, but some of the steeper spots can be tricky.” “Absolutely.” Christine lied. It took her a second to realize the “sled” Chloe meant was the snowmobile. Was that what they called it here? “I’ll be careful,” she added to ease Chloe’s worry. “Good. Have fun.” Chloe smiled. “Stay on the beginner trails and get back before the storm hits.” Christine hadn’t even known a storm was coming. She’d been too busy doing research and finding out where Mark Roberts lived. The storm might actually help her. She couldn’t just drive onto his property without a reason. But if she went out on a snowmobile

CHRISTINE “Colorado blizzards are no joke. I talked to Chloe. She said she warned you a storm was coming,” Terrence said, his voice rough. His gray eyes watched her closely as he sipped from his cup. “I got lost,” Christine mumbled. She didn’t want to lie to the man who had gone out in that awful storm to save her, but she had no choice. “Was Chloe worried? Did she send you after me?” He nodded, looking annoyed. “I’m sorry. It was stupid.” He nodded again, his eyes sharp and serious. Great. Now he thinks I’m a fool. Some clueless blonde who can’t figure out how to avoid a blizzard. I can’t even blame him. But I don’t like it. Strangely, Christine cared about what Terrence thought of her now. He had risked his life to bring her back. He was irritated, and he had every right to be. She realized she actually missed his usual grin and cocky charm. Right now, he looked dark, serious, and intense, and that fierce look made her squirm. “Why did you do it? What were you really lookin

TERRENCE He turned away from the picture window. Was Christine naked right now? She loved to eat, so she had cooked a big dinner for both of them, and they had finished it before he showed her his private hot springs. Her thigh was probably still sore, so he had offered the use of the springs. Now he wished he had suggested they share the water. She would have said no. “Fuck!” Terrence clipped the leash on Shep’s collar and walked outside. The pup looked up at him with sad brown eyes that reminded him of Christine’s. Hell, almost everything reminded him of her right now. He bent down and stroked the dog. “I’m not leaving you, boy. I’d just rather you didn’t go in the house.” Terrence knew the pup still feared being abandoned, but he wasn’t going anywhere. When he decided to take responsibility, he took it seriously. What kind of jerk could leave a small, helpless animal on the side of the road, knowing it might die? The motion lights in front of the house turned on, but it

CHRISTINE “Christ, no. That would be a terrible way to go.” He leaned back and gave her a very naughty, dimpled grin. The next morning, Christine slipped out of the huge bed, probably Terrence’s and rushed to the closet to find some clothes. She grabbed a tan robe from the hanger, put it on, and hurried to the kitchen, her mind spinning. What the hell was I thinking? The truth was, she hadn’t been thinking at all. She’d just reacted. Falling into a light sleep, she had been in the middle of an erotic dream about Terrence when she heard his voice next to her in the pool. Wanting her dream to come true, she had made it real. Once he kissed her, she was done for. Terrence Roberts was every woman’s fantasy, and she wasn’t immune. She’d fought her strange connection and attraction to him since the first time he smiled at her, resisting the urge to kiss that sexy dimple on his cheek the second she saw it. Christine smiled down at Shep as the little fur ball danced at her feet. “Y

CHRISTINE “I can’t give you that information, Roberts. You of all people should understand keeping secrets.” Terrence stepped closer and pressed her body against the kitchen cupboard. “Not from me. I grew up here. I live here. And I’m pretty sure I have more clearance than you. You have no reason not to tell me. This is my home. My brother’s a U.S. Senator. What if someone tries to hurt him?” His eyes were fierce, and it scared her. “He’s not in danger,” Christine said sharply. She could say that much. The last thing she wanted was for him to worry about his brother Blake. “And if you’re out of the military, you don’t have clearance anymore.” Terrence looked at her carefully. “I still do. Let’s just say I’m a consultant now.” “To who?” There was nothing in his background showing that, but there was never much info on Terrence Roberts anyway. Most things about him were hidden, buried under useless details. He shrugged. “Are you still in the military? What kind of acciden