Apocalypse Cowboy by A

Author:A [A]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2011-02-09T16:43:38.328000+00:00

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Hannah’s frustration with the whole fishing thing faded as her body interested itself in the pole poking against her backside. Even through her thick cotton pants, she could feel his erection, and it made her wet in response. A part of her knew she should move, but another part—the one that had spent so many nights aching for this—wouldn’t let her.

She barely heard him as he told and showed her how to cast the fishing line.

Her body clamored for her to turn in his arms and kiss him. She knew he wouldn’t turn her away. But her practical side, the one that had helped her get through his leaving her, prevailed—barely.

Moving away from his disturbing presence, she took a breath to try and clear her head, even if it did nothing to cool her crotch. ‚Okay, I think I get it. Let me move downstream a bit and try again.‛

Unable to face him ‘til her hormones cooled, she walked away, as if distance would aid in what ailed her. Finding herself a new spot, she flailed and cranked her fishing pole ‘til she managed to cast the lure a few feet from her into the water.

‚I did it,‛ she crowed, looking over at him triumphantly.

‚Good job. Now try catching one of these.‛ He flashed white teeth at her as he held up a plump fish.

Show off. Her competitive side emerging, Hannah watched him unobtrusively and mimed his actions. It wasn’t until he’d caught his third fish around mid-morning that she felt a tug. She reeled her line in a bit, wondering if she’d imagined it, but a stronger pull finally signaled something had taken the bait.

Reeling faster, the rod pulled in her hands as the fish fought her.

Strong arms wrapped around hers, helping her hold the pole steady, and Brody’s encouraging words came to her ear.

‚That’s it, kitten. Don’t let him win. You’ve caught a strong one.

Come on, baby, reel it in.‛

Excitement coursed through her as she fought against this evenings dinner, ‘til finally, with a pull up on her pole, her scaled foe exited the water.

She turned her face, her lips a hairsbreadth away from Brody’s, and her eyes met his. ‚I did it,‛ she exclaimed.

‚Yes, you did,‛ he murmured before he touched his mouth to hers.

Hannah’s lips parted, responding cautiously to his embrace. His tongue licked her lower lip before he captured it and sucked it, a move that had her knees trembling. A jerk on the pole in her hand made her pull away, but she couldn’t find the breath to castigate him for the stolen kiss, not when she wanted to chuck the fishing pole and throw herself in his arms.

As he showed her how to unhook her catch, she watched him and mused. Who am I kidding? I want him—bad. Why am I denying myself this pleasure? Sure, he might leave tomorrow or next week, but really, what do I have left to lose. He could be my only chance for happiness.

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