One Rodeo Season by Sarah M. Anderson

One Rodeo Season by Sarah M. Anderson

Author:Sarah M. Anderson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2016-10-15T00:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER FOURTEEN

“AND YOU GUYS just got here?” The way Ian said it wasn’t a question.

Lacy shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot and it had nothing to do with the sudden appearance of the two men. The movement wasn’t a smart idea. Every motion either pulled at her rib or made her jeans chafe at her crotch. Her clit, as Ian had so easily referred to it, was tender and throbbing and made standing damned near impossible.

It would have been a good feeling—a great one, even—if she could have pulled the covers up over her head and let Ian’s hard muscles curl around her body. If she could have stayed lost in him for a little while longer...

But no. Instead, she was standing in the early-morning light, listening to Ian grill two cowboys named Randy and Garth. Lacy couldn’t remember which cowboy was which.

“Dude, seriously—we left Wisconsin last night after we got off work and drove straight through,” Randy/Garth said.

“You can call our boss,” Garth/Randy confirmed. “We were at work until five. What’s this all about, anyway? Why are you two here at the butt crack of dawn?”

At this, Lacy shot a worried look at Ian. It was a short leap from a man and a woman in an unexpected place alone and them being alone together. One wrong word and these cowboys would put one and one together.

This was how rumors worked. Not that she’d figure that by Ian’s attitude. How could he stand there—leaning against the back of her truck, one foot kicked up, his hands in his pockets—when it’d been less than fifteen minutes since...

Well. Since he’d had his fingers inside her body.

Ian had made her feel very good—and for a few minutes, anyway, she hadn’t thought of nightmares or death or bulls. She’d been in his arms, chasing a kind of freedom she’d only caught shadows of before. Nothing she’d ever done to herself had come close to what he’d done to her. And it had been glorious.

Except now, she didn’t feel quite the same and she didn’t have the luxury of time to figure out if that was a good thing.

She just knew she wanted him to do it again. She caught Ian looking at her and blushed. Furiously.

The woman she’d been before her parents’ deaths would not have let Ian touch her like that. She wouldn’t have offered to do the same in return. She would have turned her back on him from the moment he’d offered his no-strings-attached kind of fun and that would have been that.

Except it hadn’t been. And now there was no going back.

She crossed her arms. Ian’s eyes widened. He shook his head the tiniest bit, and she remembered that she still didn’t have her bra on. So she uncrossed her arms and jammed her hands into her pockets.

“There was an accident yesterday—except maybe it wasn’t an accident,” Ian explained into the expectant silence.

“What happened?” Randy/Garth said.

Ian looked at her. Hell. “One of my bulls got loose.” Her voice cracked on the last word and she had to look at the ground and swallow a few times.



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