Let’s get sexy with Bigfoot, otherwise known as the Yeti or Abominable Snowman. This legendary creature has been the object of curiosity, whispered tales, and secret mumblings since before the 19th Century. In more recent times, the elusive creature was alluded to in a 1921 book about a Mt. Everest climb.
Mt. Everest does indeed factor into my romance story. The Yeti herein is a member of an ancient race of mountain dwelling protectors and he has some pretty fancy equipment to get him from here to there. He also has a body equipped for low oxygen environments and enough fur and foot padding to get him through most any climate. He can even make it snow!
The determined reporter that shows up at his doorstep is one newspaper article away from a death warrant. The Yetis don’t take kindly to having their secrets exposed….
Saved by the Yeti
Reporter Kaylee Vonn is determined to prove Yetis exist. Not even avalanche danger and certain death can deter her from her goal. But her plans are thrown awry by the handsome, towering shopkeeper Pete. She’s sure he has a secret line to the Yeti. She doesn’t know how right she is…
From the moment he meets the nosy reporter, Pete knows she’d make a perfect mate. Except if she exposes his ancient race’s secrets, she’ll die. Can he stop her snooping before she does something stupid and pays the ultimate price?
This 20,000 word short story appeared in Sexy to Go, Christmas Edition. It contains a cabin with no heat, one stubborn reporter, and a sexy Yeti with an aching heart.
When he reached the Hamilton cabin he knocked and heard a chirpy “Come in!” He found Kaylee sitting at the table in her bathrobe, her wild hair cascading down.
“Morning!” She wriggled in her seat, causing the robe to fall open just a bit, exposing the succulent rise of her breasts.
A sharp ache twinged in his balls, thickening his cock. If he stared at her any longer, he might kiss her again. Bad idea. “Um, yeah. Look, Kaylee, about last night…” He looked away, rubbing his head as the warmth of a blush crept up his cheeks. “I didn’t mean to kiss you like that. I just…”
“Oh that’s okay.” She bounced up behind him. “It’s fine. Don’t worry about it. In fact, it’s given me an idea.”
His stomach sank. He had a bad feeling he knew what her next words would be. “An idea about what?”
“How to bring the Yeti back.” She flounced over to the fridge, opened it, and frowned. “Where’s the milk?”
He grit his teeth, her enthusiasm threatening to make his blood boil. Kaylee needed to go, sooner rather than later. Forcing himself to calm, he pointed toward the door. “Outside. The fridge wasn’t working last night.”
She went out, taking a coffee cup with her and he followed, keeping an eye on her, amazed at her quick recovery. He knew his healing powers were good, but Kaylee seemed way too up-and-at ‘em for someone who’d been in an avalanche the day before. She’d even managed to make coffee in the fireplace. Funny, he hadn’t pictured her as anything but a lazy luxury-addicted city dweller. Certainly not a woman capable of rustic life.
She poured some milk in her cup and took a sip. “Ah, that’s perfect, thanks. And the power’s back on now, so I’m putting it in the fridge.”
“Kaylee…” his tone held more warning than he’d meant it to, but damn it, this woman had infuriating as a middle name. “What exactly is your plan?”
“I’m going to—”
Ping. The first, loud emergency tone sounded in his ears, drowning out all other sounds. The ancient calling system. A mountain emergency somewhere in the world required his immediate response. He blinked and scowled, trying to focus on Kaylee’s words.
“… and try to get him to rescue me again.” She crossed her arms, looking defensive.
Panic squeezed his chest so hard his ribs smacked into his heart with a bang. “You’re what? How?”
She put her hands on her hips and narrowed her eyes. “Didn’t you listen to a word I just said?”
Ping. The second tone, louder and higher pitched than the first, rattled his eardrums. If he didn’t respond, the call would come again, this time at ear-piercing shrill decibels. He had mere moments to answer, but first, he had to know Kaylee’s crazy plan. “Please, just tell me again.”
“I’ll go outside and climb as high as I can. I know it will be cold, but I also know he’ll rescue me.” Kaylee winked. “Then I can prove to you — to everyone — they are real.”
“Kaylee, no!” He grabbed her arms and gave her a light shake. “Don’t you dare put yourself in danger, do you hear me? No story is worth losing your life. Are you crazy?”
She stuck out her chin and the glare in her eyes was full of stubbornness and anger. “Let. Go. Of. Me.”
“Kaylee…” The third emergency tone sounded inside his brain. Without thought, he obeyed long-standing instinct. He tilted his head back and howled, letting go of Kaylee completely.
She stepped back, her mouth hanging open and her eyes wide.
Great, he’d managed to scare her, but he had no time to soothe her nerves. He had to get to the nearest portal, which would transport him immediately to the rescue scene. As an unmated male, he was one of the first called. Unmated. The beast inside him paced, agitated over leaving Kaylee alone. But there was nothing he could do. Grimacing, he tried one more time to get through to her. “Stay here. Don’t do anything stupid. I’ll be back.”
Unable to spare another second, he hurried off. Not wanting her to see him shift, he raced toward the trees and then weaved through them and around to the back of the mountain. He shifted once he was sure he was out of her line of sight. His legs elongated and huge padded feet bearing claws appeared at the ends of them. His arms and torso also stretched, ripping his clothes until he stood over nine feet tall. Thick white hair covered his body, and framed his somewhat ape-like face. The face the ancients had always worn, that of the Yeti.
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