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| 3772762 | Couldn't sleep?" he asked as he approached, then stopped by the railing next to her. She shook her head. "I guess I'm too excited about the cattle drive." "It's keeping me up, too, but not from excitement." The simple statement caught her unaware. With a few words, he expressed a vulnerability that made her heart squeeze, even as her hormones hummed a Dixie Chicks song about cowboys and being taken away. It was the night, she told herself. .. | Susan Mallery | ||
| 9eab1d9 | Couldn't sleep?" he asked as he approached, then stopped by the railing next to her. She shook her head. "I guess I'm too excited about the cattle drive." "It's keeping me up, too, but not from excitement." | Susan Mallery | ||
| 2c30cb6 | His mouth turned up at one corner. His face was transformed when he smiled, even when it was a half-smile given halfheartedly. Wow. A sexy cowboy with a sense of humor could be dangerous. And while she'd always avoided danger in the past, for some reason, she found herself wanting to move just a little closer. Play with fire, she reminded herself. Only getting burned seemed like a small price to pay. | Susan Mallery | ||
| a1e4344 | If you get into trouble, give a shout." "We'll be fine," Gladys said. Famous last words, Zane thought, wishing he could believe them. All the novices looked as if they could be blown off their mounts by a stiff wind. He didn't usually allow for second-guessing, but he was about to make an exception. Deciding to go forward with the cattle drive had been about the stupidest idea he'd ever had." | Susan Mallery | ||
| ed4ad36 | Zane awakened them both early. By the time Chase stirred, he had both their tents down and was on his third cup of coffee. Phoebe had promised she could act completely normal, but looking at her from across the fire, he wasn't so sure. There was no way anyone could see her dreamy expression and not know something was different. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "What? You keep looking at me. I know my makeup can't be smudged. I'm .. | Susan Mallery | ||
| 533a353 | Hey," Chase said as he approached. "The rain sucks." "Agreed." His younger brother settled on a log. "I checked on the cattle. They're fine. The clouds don't look like there's going to be any lightning or thunder, but they look plenty wet." Zane nodded. "Storm's supposed to last two days. I was hoping it would hold off until Saturday." Chase sipped his coffee. "Everybody okay?" There was something about the question. Zane stared at him. "Wh.. | Susan Mallery | ||
| edb3fdf | Zane moved his horse next to Lucy's and simply grabbed the girl around the waist. When she settled on the saddle in front of him, he unbuttoned his coat, tucked it around her, then fastened the bottom three buttons. "I wish he could do that with me," Maya said with a shiver." | Susan Mallery | ||
| ea463ff | Reilly won't have a problem taking us in?" she asked. He shook his head. "This is Fool's Gold. We look out for each other." His mouth curved in a smile. "I may be forced to bunk down in the barn, but you'll all be treated like honored guests." | Susan Mallery | ||
| ebd7b41 | You're not mad?" "Because I had to go out in the rain, in the middle of the night, pull up the stakes on your tent, resecure it somewhere else so it would dry out, then cart your saddlebags over to Cookie's wagon, wake him up and then listen to him complain?" -- | Susan Mallery | ||
| eaab1a4 | So are you naked?" The switch in topic caught her unaware. She shimmied a little deeper into the sleeping bag. "I, ah, left on my panties." Zane swore softly. "I guess I deserved that for asking." "Deserved what?" "You don't want to know." | Susan Mallery | ||
| 3b11e12 | Phoebe, we talked about this," he reminded her. "You deserve better than a quickie out in the open." "We're in a tent," she said before she could stop herself. "And it doesn't have to be quick." | Susan Mallery | ||
| 42f0b1b | She was the missing kingdom, the unbruised part of myself I'd lost with my mother. | Donna Tartt | ||
| 2c96bdd | That was amazing," she told him. He kissed the top of her thigh. "For me, too." She heard him sit up and prepared to pass over the condom. But before she could, she felt his finger enter her again. Just the finger. It shouldn't have been that exciting, but there was something about the way he touched her. She'd just had more than her fill of orgasms, but she couldn't help clamping around him, drawing him in deeper. "Good?" he asked. "Oh, ye.. | Susan Mallery | ||
| cf1864e | Are we going to share the sleeping bag?" "I thought I'd go stay with Cookie." "Oh." Disappointment flooded her way more than the river had. It was just as cold, but not as wet. "Phoebe, we talked about this," he reminded her. "You deserve better than a quickie out in the open." "We're in a tent," she said before she could stop herself. "And it doesn't have to be quick." As soon as the words were out, she wanted to pull the sleeping bag over.. | Susan Mallery | ||
| 953653b | She followed Chase up the front steps onto a wide porch that seemed to wrap around the whole house. While the teenager had a long way to go before he was as hunky as his older brother, he was still pretty impressive. Good-looking, funny, easy to talk to. "I've been had," she muttered more to herself than to him. "What do you mean?" "Maya got me out here early by implying you were neglected and pitiful all on your own. I thought I was going .. | Susan Mallery | ||
| 184b148 | Condom," she gasped. A movement stopped. "What?" Phoebe felt the earth open up in preparation of swallowing her. How could she have not mentioned this before? "I'm not on anything right now," she whispered. "Birth control. I'm not on the Pill." She gestured helplessly. "Shit, fuck, damn." Disappointment tied her in knots. "I was really only interested in that middle part," she joked. There was a second of silence, followed by a low chuckle... | Susan Mallery | ||
| 7859560 | Be here, be here, be here," he muttered as he pawed through everything. Then he grabbed a square packet in triumph. "Got one." She couldn't help smiling. "Only one?" He grinned. "We'll have to be creative after that." He handed her the condom, then clicked off the light. "Where was I?" he asked. "You can pretty much be anywhere you want to be," she told him. "Good. Then I want to be here." He pulled off her panties in one smooth move." | Susan Mallery | ||
| 910edc9 | Be here, be here, be here," he muttered as he pawed through everything. Then he grabbed a square packet in triumph. "Got one." She couldn't help smiling. "Only one?" He grinned. "We'll have to be creative after that." | Susan Mallery | ||
| 7860c6e | What are you doing?" she asked, even as she parted her thighs. "You're a smart woman. You figure it out." He kissed his way up to her knee, then moved between her legs and nibbled higher. Up and up and up until he pressed an openmouthed kiss just at that hollow by her hip. "That's not right," he teased, even as he licked her tummy. "I was looking for something else." Anticipation had reached such a fevered pitch that Phoebe wasn't sure she .. | Susan Mallery | ||
| 901e8c7 | Evening," Zane said. It was a pretty wordy opening for him. Phoebe debated inviting him in, then decided it would be too much like an offer to sleep with him. Instead of stepping back and pointing to the bed, which was really what she wanted to do, she moved down the hallway, shutting the door behind her, and did her best to look unimpressed. "Hi, Zane. How are the preparations coming?" He gave her one of his grunts, then shrugged. She took.. | Susan Mallery | ||
| 81fdc4c | At first he set the various items on the foot of the sleeping bag, but after a couple of seconds, he simply turned the container over and dumped out the contents. "Be here, be here, be here," he muttered as he pawed through everything. Then he grabbed a square packet in triumph. "Got one." She couldn't help smiling. "Only one?" He grinned. "We'll have to be creative after that." He handed her the condom, then clicked off the light. "Where w.. | Susan Mallery | ||
| 218cc12 | Without thinking, she reached down and grabbed his wrist. Holding his hand still, she thrust her hips forward and back, finding the right pace until the heavy tension returned, and she felt the telltale contractions begin again. He swore softly. "Can you do that while I'm inside of you?" "Absolutely." She pulled his hand free and pressed the condom into his palm. "Can you put this on in the dark?" He chuckled. "With you as motivation, I cou.. | Susan Mallery | ||
| 14a8f40 | I better see how everyone's doing," he said as he tossed the rest of his coffee into the fire. "Before you go," Chase said and held out something in his hand. "I wasn't sure if you had enough with you." Zane stared at the three condoms resting on his brother's palm. Then he glanced at Chase, who was grinning. "Way to go, big brother." Not knowing what to say, Zane rose and stalked off. But not before he took the condoms. He might be stubbo.. | Susan Mallery | ||
| 4e5e628 | What did it look like?" "My watch? It was silver. Not expensive or anything. Just a regular watch." "Shiny?" "I guess." "Raccoons." Determined not to say anything stupid for at least the next ten minutes, she considered his single-word statement. Raccoons? Okay. He probably hadn't started a word-association game, so what did he mean? Going with the safest response, she cautiously repeated, "Raccoons?" "They like shiny things. Take off with .. | Susan Mallery | ||
| 1242873 | I'm sorry," she whispered. Zane shifted off of her. "What?" "I shouldn't have done that." "Done what?" She heard the caution in his voice. "I was too...you know." "I don't know," he said. "Too, what?" "Wanton." There wasn't any sound. Not even a hint of sound. Then he laughed. It wasn't a chuckle. It was a huge, from-the-belly laugh. The kind that made it impossible for the person laughing to move or breathe or even stop. "Zane?" She shook .. | Susan Mallery | ||
| 4a6f3ea | Phoebe, you're the most amazing lover I've ever had. You're sexy, responsive to the point of being a lethal weapon, sweet, funny, caring and if I had a box of condoms, I'd use every single one before sunup. | Susan Mallery | ||
| 4e35509 | They made their way into the sleeping bag. It was crowded, and she was still naked, so it only took about three seconds flat for him to get hard again. She reached between them. "Are you sure there aren't any more condoms?" He flexed at her words, then groaned softly. It was going to be a long night. "Positive." He was torn between asking her to stop tormenting him and begging her to keep on doing it. The outcome of the latter as inevitable.. | Susan Mallery | ||
| f2dcce2 | Alone by herself or alone in a crowd, it still came down to lonely. She | Susan Mallery | ||
| 8a554ab | He was a man on the sexual edge, and she couldn't wait to push him over. | Susan Mallery | ||
| 44d3cc5 | A heartbeat later, the flashlight clicked off. Phoebe blinked in the darkness. "Zane?" "We're gonna have to do this by feel. Otherwise we'll be putting on a show." She thought about how flashlights in the tents created detailed shadows and blushed at the thought of entertaining the others." | Susan Mallery | ||
| 49785b9 | A heartbeat later, the flashlight clicked off. Phoebe blinked in the darkness. "Zane?" "We're gonna have to do this by feel. Otherwise we'll be putting on a show." She thought about how flashlights in the tents created detailed shadows and blushed at the thought of entertaining the others. Before she could figure out some kind of response, she both felt and heard movement. Instinctively, she pulled the sleeping bag up over her chest. "What .. | Susan Mallery | ||
| 960d3c3 | This can't be legal," she whispered. He raised his head. "Why not?" "It feels too good." He chuckled. She heard the sound, felt the soft exhalation of cool air on her bare, damp breasts, but she couldn't see anything. Not him, not herself. It was strange, but in a good way. The darkness gave her courage. "Take your clothes off," she said, knowing that she would never have managed the words in the light. "Yes, ma'am." | Susan Mallery | ||
| 82e248d | Take your clothes off," she said, knowing that she would never have managed the words in the light. "Yes, ma'am." | Susan Mallery | ||
| dc2910d | I'm sorry," he whispered, pressing his cheek against her hair. "I'm such a jackass." She rubbed her hands up and down his back. He was warm and alive and next to her. Nothing else really mattered. "Jackass seems strong," she murmured. "How about a first-class screwup?" "If you're going to do a job, then do it the best you can." He chuckled low in his throat. "Gee, thanks." "You're welcome." | Susan Mallery | ||
| c0ed712 | Naked," she whispered against his mouth. She wasn't sure if she meant him or herself. Nor did it matter. He pulled back enough to allow her to drag off her T-shirt. While his gaze devoured her bare chest, he worked the buttons of his shirt, then jerked off the garment. She had already unfastened her jeans and quickly pushed them and her panties off. Even as he reached for his belt, he scrambled off the bed and headed for the bathroom. Secon.. | Susan Mallery | ||
| b4fc1f8 | Seconds later he was back, naked and clutching a handful of condoms. "Don't ask," he said when she glanced at them and raised her eyebrows." | Susan Mallery | ||
| 1646edd | I want you to come for me," he whispered. "Now. I want to feel your muscles contract around my fingers. I want to hear your breathing catch, and I want you to scream." The erotic image of his words made her shiver, then tense. She opened her eyes and realized that, unlike the previous night in the tent, this time she could see him. All of him. And that he could see her. And that he was looking. Their gazes locked as he continued to touch he.. | Susan Mallery | ||
| e72e1f0 | I'll go," Thad said. Zane looked at him in surprise. "I appreciate the offer, but this isn't part of your vacation. This is hard, dangerous work. Cold and wet, too." Thad shrugged. "I want to help. I can ride and point the steers in the right direction. Will that be enough?" "I'll go, too," Martin said. "Me, too." The last voice came from behind him. Zane turned to see Phoebe leaning against the wall. Maya groaned. "Dammit, Phoebe, if you g.. | Susan Mallery | ||
| 3a70f16 | I'll go, too," Martin said. "Me, too." The last voice came from behind him. Zane turned to see Phoebe leaning against the wall. Maya groaned. "Dammit, Phoebe, if you go, I'll have to, as well. Do you know what this weather is going to do to my hair?" Phoebe smiled. "Wear a hat." "Oh, yeah, that'll help in this rain." | Susan Mallery | ||
| a7d5c03 | They're going to help," she said. He frowned. "I know." "They like you. We all like you." "Oh. My. God." He turned and saw Maya staring at him. "I just got it," she said. "You had sex with Phoebe." She looked at Phoebe. "You had sex with Zane. I can't decide if this is great or too gross for words." Phoebe laughed. Zane walked toward his room. "Just get dressed." | Susan Mallery | ||
| 30392b9 | Is it safe for me to go exploring?" she asked. "You're not likely to be attacked by raccoons, but you'll probably get lost, fall down a ravine, break your leg and starve to death. But if the watch is that important to you, have at it." | Susan Mallery | ||
| 57eb15c | You think the raccoons could ever learn to tell time?" she asked. He glanced at her. "You're kidding, right?" "Maybe I have a dry sense of humor, too." "City girl." He was probably insulting her, but the way he said the word made her feel almost tall and, if not blonde, then certainly highlighted." | Susan Mallery | ||
| af7c451 | His horse went sideways two feet for every foot it moved forward, but finally it could reach ground, and it surged out the other side. He took off his hat and waved it. "Piece of cake," he yelled. "Talk about a liar," Maya muttered." | Susan Mallery | ||
| c8068f7 | Phoebe waited for Chase to lead the way. When he hit the water, he started swearing. His combinations were so colorful that she started to laugh...right up until the icy river reached her feet and instantly soaked her boots. It was even colder than the last time. | Susan Mallery |