KIDNAPPED COWBOY by Brookes Lindsey

Author:Brookes, Lindsey [Brookes, Lindsey]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2013-02-14T05:00:00+00:00

She’s right, Dalton thought. So whatever you do don’t give in to the urge to kiss that speck of cherry filling from her lip. He shifted uncomfortably, thankful for the restraint the heavy denim of his fly provided.

Never in a million years could he have imagined himself turned on by a woman in a cartoon mouse nightshirt, nibbling on a frosted Pop Tart. But, damn it, he was!

He tried to focus on the pastry in her hand, instead of the sugary morsel clinging to her lip. “I was only teasing you.”

Actually, she was the one doing the teasing. Only he was certain she wasn’t even aware of it.

Come on, Caitlin, lick that damn speck of filling off and put me out of my misery.

As if reading his mind, she ran her tongue across her lower lip, removing the source of his distraction. He shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts. “Getting back to the timing thing, I was referring to the retreat. There’s a lot that needs done before the kids arrive.”

She nodded, taking another bite. “Exactly. So what happened yesterday can’t happen again. Right?”

There was just enough hesitation in her voice to make him wonder exactly how he was supposed to answer that. Was this one of those female trap-the-man questions? Like ‘Honey, which dress makes me look fatter?’ The kind where there really wasn’t any right answer.

She looked up at him expectantly. “Dalton?”

“I think you’re right.” That should do it. He’d given her an answer that really wasn’t an answer, something men had practiced doing since the beginning of time.

The coffee pot gurgled behind her, filling the kitchen with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee. Suppressing a triumphant grin, he stepped around her and helped himself to a cup of coffee.

“Well,” she moved to pour herself a cup, “now that we’ve got that settled, I’d better go get some clothes on.” Coffee in hand, she walked away, leaving him standing alone in the kitchen.

Layers of them if you know what’s good for you, he thought as he watched her go. The more clothes the better. Because she was too damn tempting and he sure as hell didn’t intend to stick around Lone Tree once summer ended. And a woman like Caitlin deserved a stick-around-kind-of-man.

* * *

Caitlin looked down at the streak of barn red paint on her thigh, then back up at Dalton who was working on the roof of the Stoney Brook’s cafeteria in a pair of show’em what you got jeans. And boy did he have.

And no shirt. This was at least the third time his half-naked, hunky state had distracted her from her painting. At this rate, she was going to end up with more stripes on her than the American flag.

Setting her brush down, she reached for her near empty water bottle, bringing it to her lips. She tried not to stare at the sun glinting off Dalton’s broad back as he moved, or the muscles rippling in those powerful shoulders and arms as he lowered a sheet of plywood to the sagging roof.

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