Call Me: sold live on CBS 48 Hours (Barnes Brothers Book 1) by Alison Kent

Author:Alison Kent [Kent, Alison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: steamy romance, alpha males, texas romance, Pregnant heroine romance, cowboy romance, sexy romance, sexy men, Romance, hot and sexy, Alpha hero, hot romance, reunion romance, Fiction, friends to lovers romance, ranch romance, secret baby romance
Publisher: Rocks and Ink
Published: 2017-06-09T18:30:00+00:00

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HARLEY PLACED HER FORK ON the rim of her plate and smiled across the table at Jud. “Your nephews are lucky men, Mr. Barnes. You’re a wonderful cook.”

“C’mon now, Miss Golden. I told you to call me Jud. We’ve got a cash crop of Mr. Barneses populating the place and it’ll get mighty confusing if you don’t.”

“Then Jud it is. As long as you call me Harley.” She let her smile widen. It was easy to do.

“Harley.” Jud’s brows drew together. He waved his knife and fork over his plate. “Ain’t that the name of a motorbike?”

Harley nodded. “Harley-Davidson. My parents rode when I was younger.”

“Did you ride with them?” Tyler asked, coating his slab of bacon-covered meat loaf with ketchup.

“I used to. But I haven’t been on a bike since I was ten.”

“And anything else you two Mr. Barneses want to know will have to wait.” Gardner scraped back his chair, got to his feet. “If y’all don’t mind, I’d like to show Harley around the ranch before I have to run over to Sam Coltrain’s and check on the trailer.”

“Hold on a minute, boy,” Jud ordered. “Harley hasn’t eaten more than half a helping. Why don’t you sit back down here and let her finish up?”

Harley stood. “I couldn’t eat another bite, Jud. Really. But it was delicious. Can I help you clean up?”

“No, ma’am. This ain’t no dude ranch where you gotta work for your supper. And there’s no use cleaning up till the rest of the boys eat.” Jud pushed back from the table, unfolded his frame from his seat. “Speakin’ of which, I’d better holler down to the bunkhouse.” He started for the back door, then glanced back at Harley. “As long as you’re sure you’re finished.”

“I am. I can’t remember the last time I sat down to a home-cooked meal. I tend to… graze. You know, popcorn here, an apple or carrot.” Jud stopped walking. Tyler stopped chewing. Gardner stopped to stare. Harley tried again. “A head of lettuce. A bowl of puffed wheat.”

No use. All three men still appeared clueless. What did aerobically active ranchers know about cellulite? “I can only do meat loaf in bacon drippings and mashed potatoes with butter once a year. I have a problem with weight.”

Now she really felt like a piece of meat. Jud gawked as if he didn’t understand the concept. Tyler understood but his grin was appreciative, and more leer than grin.

But Gardner. Oh, Gardner. The expression m his eyes defied description. His gaze held a knowledge that came from intimacy, a desire that sprang from the same. The look frightened her, compelled her. She didn’t know if she could live up to what he expected.

Her blood heated; her stomach knotted. She was totally, irrevocably lost. “So how about that tour you promised?”

He must’ve read the panic in her eyes because he skirted the table and took her elbow in his hand. “Are you sure you’re up to it? It’s quite a climb to the attic.

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