Her Fated Cowboy by Michaels Donna

Author:Michaels, Donna [Michaels, Donna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Donna Michaels
Published: 2008-08-01T06:00:00+00:00

The day was unseasonably cool for the first Friday in September, which suited Cole. He was playing one on one-on one with Connor and Kevin behind the stable at Wild Creek. A west wind blew lightly across the court, refreshing their overexerted bodies.

Connor was winning three baskets to two. That’s because his brother was a fucking brick wall. A towering brick wall. Impossible to go through, and if you did manage to get around him, his reach was illegal, easily blocking their shots or knocking the ball out of their grasp. Which he just proved, once again, to Cole’s perfectly timed layup.

“Oh-ho-ho…” Kevin taunted. “Struck down by Long-arm McCall. What’s wrong, Cole? Mind still on that cute blonde I saw you with last month?”

“Blonde?” Connor threw the ball a good four feet over their heads to swish unhindered into the basket…all net. Four to two. “I saw him with a redhead.”

Cole just smiled at them and shook his head. They were both right, although, the redhead was seven weeks ago. Since the Spring, he’d started dating again. Ended his celibacy. Learned to have fun and relax. None of his four ‘dates’ were long term, and he made sure the women knew that up front. He only wanted companionship and a warm body once in awhile. And never with the same woman twice.

Jordan had been right. He hadn’t wanted more. He hadn’t been ready. Getting involved with her back then would’ve been a huge mistake. But now? Now, he felt different.

Hell, he was different.

Guilt no longer clawed at his gut, and he’d even entertained starting an actual relationship. That blonde Kevin had mentioned had gone on a second date with him, then a third. But when he kept comparing the poor girl to Jordan, even seeing Jordan when they had sex, well, he had to cut her lose. It wasn’t fair to the girl, and she certainly wasn’t who he wanted. Her kisses weren’t as hot and consuming as Jordan’s. And she didn’t inspire the deep, fierce need that had wracked his body like at his parent’s anniversary party. Hell, even just thinking about Jordan and that damn backless dress got him hard.

“It’s great to see you dating again, buddy. But your basketball is a bit rusty,” his friend said, as he recovered the ball, doing some fancy footwork and dribbling behind his back as he stupidly took on Connor. “Let me show you how it’s done. You went about it wrong,” he claimed before executing a perfect drive down the middle, jumping up, no doubt intending to foul Connor and sink the basket.

But Connor had his feet planted and it was Kevin who hit the ground a second before the ball bounced next to his head.

“Jesus, Connor,” Kevin uttered. “What are you? A fucking brick wall?”

Cole laughed at his friend’s echoing thought as he watched his brother help Kevin to his feet.

“No.” Connor chuckled, slapping the fallen man’s shoulder before he released him to walk toward their water bottles, nestled in a small patch of shade.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.