Cowboy Under Siege (WEST Protection Book 13) by Em Petrova

Author:Em Petrova [Petrova, Em]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-05-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Trinny clamped her fingers on the passenger seat to keep from grabbing the door handle and jumping out of the truck to make a break for the Wyntons’ barn.

Every foot they rolled up the gravel drive leading to the Wynton Ranch had her as excited as a kid on her birthday.

She and Jaren drove past the WEST office, which had its own brand of country charm. Several vehicles were parked in front, including a motorcycle.

“Whose bike is that?” she asked.

“Judd’s.”

“You all ride?”

“Just me and my brothers. My dad owns a shop and we got addicted to speed and anything with two wheels at a young age.”

She caught her lip in dismay. Clearly, motorcycles were important to Jaren and his brothers. And thanks to her, his bike had gotten blown up. As soon as she could get a call in to her accountant, she’d have the money to cover the cost wired to Jaren.

When she finally got up the nerve to dart a look his way, she found he didn’t seem upset by the loss. Or he might be really good at hiding his emotions—like she was.

Her gaze flicked to his grip on the steering wheel. No white knuckles, no tension in his forearm. Trinny concealed the little sigh that escaped her lips that was partly from relief and partly pure desire. The tendons and veins snaking up his arm made her squirm in her seat, but the thought of those tattoos covering his shoulder and arm had her burning up.

Tattoos and motorcycles seemed to go together, but on Jaren it made complete sense. But she didn’t play around with bad boys and had never even felt the temptation before that night of the rodeo when she met this one.

The ranch came into view. So beautiful. So… Majestic was the only word she could conjure that fit.

Pastureland sprawled all the way up to the front of the home. The heavy logs supporting the front porch looked to have been hewn from some ancient forest even as the structure possessed modern touches such as windows with black steel frames that matched the front gate leading to the Wynton Ranch.

“If I ever owned a ranch, it would be like this one.” She heard the awe in her own voice and quickly tried to cover it. “It looks like a big outfit.”

“One of the largest beef ranches in the state. Maybe even the west. And Corrine has an extensive horse program,” Jaren agreed.

That made Trinny look at him. “Breeding?”

He ducked his head in the familiar nod she was finding sexier and sexier. “Trains them too. We’ll probably see her here a few times today. She pops in and out taking care of her horses.”

“What kind of horses does she have?”

He shrugged. “I know horsepower, not horseflesh. I’m still learning.”

She eyed him. “What do you mean, ‘still learning?’”

“I wasn’t raised to this life, but I admit it has a pull on me.”

She squirmed again. Oh god, those words had a pull on her. They resonated so strongly to someone with her history that tears prickled in her eyes.

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