Cowboy Player: Cowboy Cocktail, Book 3 by Mia Hopkins

Author:Mia Hopkins
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Cowboy;Rancher;Interracial;Small town;Erotic;Multicultural;Contemporary;Western;Filipino;Filipina;Philippines;Asian
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2016-06-28T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

The Game

“Awareness of the insanity of love has never saved anyone from the disease.”

—Alain de Botton

Melody didn’t have a game plan when she knocked on Clark’s door. If she’d taken the time to draw one up, she probably wouldn’t be sitting on his lap now, streaming snot and spewing forth a babbling confession about how much she’d been thinking about him, day and night.

God. So cheesy. What are you doing?

She wiped her nose on her arm and leaned her head against his shoulder, emotionally defeated. She’d screwed this up big time. Nothing left to do but keep going. “When I woke up that morning and you were gone, I panicked. I immediately went to a very dark place. A place I thought I’d left behind once Scott and I broke up. I was pacing the house. Calling your phone and hanging up. Imagining the worst.”

“Why?”

“I was afraid you never wanted to see me again. I was a wreck. I had promised myself I’d never be that person again. And there I was. Same as ever. Needy. Suspicious. Mistrustful.”

Clark took her hand and squeezed it. “I should’ve told you good-bye before I left. That was a mistake.”

“It was, but a small one. In my mind, it became this huge monstrous thing,” she said. “Looking back, I hate the way I reacted. I was wrong. So wrong.” She closed her eyes. A cold breeze blew in from the open balcony doors, but Clark’s body radiated heat. Her skin tingled against his. “I’m so sorry. I’m sorry for trying to push you away. For what it’s worth, I didn’t mean any of it.”

“You didn’t?”

She looked up at him again. He sat still as she reached up and stroked his face, cradling his cheek in her hand. “No.”

He closed his eyes and pressed his face against her palm. “I thought you hated me.”

“No,” she whispered. “I could never hate you.” Melody felt many, many emotions for Clark MacKinnon, but hate was not one of them. When she kissed his cheek, he sighed and his body relaxed against hers, slack but solid with muscle. “I missed you, Clark. It’s been a long two weeks.”

He gave her a squeeze. “Yeah. It has.”

They held on to each other in silence. The minutes ticked by and slowly, they began to breathe together, their inhalations in sync. Wrapped up in his big arms, she let Clark’s warmth envelop her. Flashbacks of their shared passion lit up her nervous system like faraway lightning. He’d changed everything she’d understood about sex. He’d taught her things she didn’t know about her own body. For days, he’d haunted her nights and waking dreams.

“I know you don’t do relationships,” Melody said softly.

“I would try it. For you.”

“You don’t want to get tangled up with me,” she said, shaking her head. “I have serious trust issues. I’m poison.”

“Jesus, stop it.”

Fear, real and cold, cut through the warmth swirling in her chest. She’d never asked a man to sleep with her before. “I don’t want to lose you as a friend,” she said slowly.

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