Tate (Mountain Men #3) Read Online Jane Henry

Categories Genre: Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Mountain Men Series by Jane Henry
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Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 85365 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 427(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
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Good. Now we’re really getting somewhere.

“Do you have any other books in this series coming out?”

She grimaces, but a quick slap of leather gets her telling me the truth. “Yes! Yes, I do. It’s been submitted to my publisher already and comes out in a few weeks.”

“Mother of God,” I mutter, shaking my head. Jesus. “That one won’t go to publication.”

“It’s too late,” she says with a sigh. “It’s already submitted. There’s no way to stop it. I can’t take it back now. It’s been sent out to early readers…”

The leather slices through the air with a faint whistling sound. “You will.”

She grits her teeth and whimpers. She nods.

“Do you understand me?”

“Aye.” Another sigh.

“We’ll get that book back. We’ll prevent it from being published.”

“Fine,” she says on a sob. “But you do realize that this is my livelihood, don’t you? You can’t just… take it all away.”

“It wasn’t your story to tell.”

She’s crying freely now. She’s given me the truth that I need for now. Next, I’ll have to get the novel from publication and see what else she’s done.

She buries her face in one of the pillows and sobs. Her shoulders shake, and her whole body trembles. I feel like a total arse.

I’ve done my job though.

For now.

I thread my belt back through the loops on my trousers.

It’s late. The sun’s set long ago, and the moon rises now above the mountains, casting a whitish glow on the ground below.

I kneel on the bed beside her.

“Come here.” My voice is gruffer than I intend. I hate that I’ve had to punish her. I hate that she’s brought this on herself. And what the hell am I supposed to do with the knowledge she gave me?

“Don’t tell your brothers,” she sobs. “Don’t tell Islan and Paisley. I’ll pull the books, Tate. I won’t publish any more of them.” She cries even harder. “But I don’t want to lose everything at once.”

She breaks into a fresh round of tears. This isn’t her. Fran isn’t the girl that cries easily. When she was young, I once saw her break her leg when the girls were playing, and she gritted her teeth and never shed a tear.

We witnessed the burial of her father.

Not a tear.

But now… something’s broken inside her, and she can’t seem to stop the torrent of tears.

I shift on the bed to sit beside her and drag her over to me.

“C’mere.”

She pushes me away.

“I said come here,” I tell her, more insistent this time.

She looks up at me, her eyes swollen and red, and shakes her head. “I don’t want to be near you right now. I don’t want anything to do with you. What do you want with me now?”

I frown at her. “I want you here. You come here now, because I told you to.”

She shakes her head. I roll my eyes, reach for her, and yank her over to me, but she holds herself apart, her body tight, and shakes her head.

“I won’t.”

“You won’t what?”

Her voice trembles. “Let you comfort me.”

“You will.” I stroke my hand gently down the length of her back, then back up again. “I’m not angry with you anymore. I punished you, but you earned it.”

“You’re mean.”

I shake my head. “I don’t regret punishing you. You deserved much worse than what you got.”

Still, she holds herself aloof, but doesn’t move away from my touch when I caress her back.

“Believe it or not, Fran, I’m on your side.”

Her jaw drops open. “And why would I believe that?”

“Because if I wasn’t, I wouldn’t have gotten the truth from you. I’d have taken you straight to my brothers and handled it with them.”

It’s the truth.

She’s beginning to soften. I place my hand on her lower back and slide her closer to me. When she doesn’t protest, I wrap my arm more firmly around her back and hold her to me.

“I believe you when you said you never meant to put us in danger.”

“I’m still not really sure how you’re in danger.”

“You revealed Clan secrets. And there are so many facts that are based on truth, there are people reading the books now that believe everything to be true.”

Her eyebrows shoot heavenward. “Everything.”

“Aye, lass. Everything. We don’t know what’s fabricated and what’s true, and it’s fucking dangerous for us not to know that. Anyone who’s discovered the books could wonder the same.”

She bites her lip. I wonder if she realizes that she’s nearly resting her head on my chest at this point, her naked body flush against mine. Her breathing slows.

“The arranged marriages, you mean?”

“Aye, among other things. For example, it’s not publicly known that my mother wed my father under duress.”

She blinks. “Really?”

“Really, and that could be used against her.”

She frowns. “I didn’t think of that.”

There were a lot of things she didn’t think about.

“No one knows our grandmother lives here either.”


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