Rancher On the Line by Barb Han

Rancher On the Line by Barb Han

Author:Barb Han [Han, Barb]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Barb Han


Dane reached for the small chest. He opened it and found a couple of sticks that had one end whittled down to form a sharp point, and, therefore, a weapon. Nice. There was a small Swiss Army knife that looked like it had been left out in the rain for a month, the blades rusty. It might come in handy. He pulled a few twenties out of his wallet and dropped them in the chest before returning it to its original position.

Glancing over at Catalina, he noticed she was shifting side-to-side on her bottom, no doubt trying to get comfortable. Even under these circumstances, her creamy skin glowed. Shadows played across her face, highlighting those cornflower blue eyes. There wasn’t a man alive who wouldn’t be attracted to her beauty, or so he tried to tell himself. Was he trying to ease the guilt of his attraction?

The short answer was yes. When she’d stood toe-to-toe with him in the kitchen earlier, he’d nearly lost his tightly gripped control. Dane shoved the thought aside. The situation had been avoided. No damage had been done. Because all he’d wanted to do in that moment was haul her against his chest and claim those pink lips of hers.

Granted, she’d kissed him. It had been nothing more than a peck. Again, nothing had happened that couldn’t be recovered from. The last thing Dane wanted Catalina to feel after spending time with him was regret.

So, he bagged his attraction toward her and moved on. Too bad her spring rain and flowery scent filled his senses in the cramped space, reminding him how good she smelled and how much his fingers longed to touch her creamy skin.

Great job bagging the attraction, Firebrand.

He watched as she tried to prop herself up against the wall and wrangle her laptop out of its special pocket in her backpack. She got set up and then straightened her back. She slumped forward and then straightened up again, clearly struggling to get comfortable.

Dane grabbed his rucksack and crawled over, placing it behind her back. This close, her spring flower scent filled his senses, making rational thought next to impossible. The air between them charged with electrical current that he could tell she felt based on the look of hunger in her eyes—hunger he couldn’t afford to see. Hunger that had him reaching a hand up to run his fingers along her jawline, and then down her neck.

She swallowed like her throat had suddenly dried up.

“Dane.” The sound of his name rolling off her tongue corded his already taut muscles.

“Yeah?” was all he could manage to say in response. His attempt at coming off as causal fell flat.

“Can I ask you a favor?” Her voice slid over him and through him, clouding his already foggy judgment.

He couldn’t remember the last time a woman’s voice had this effect on him.

“Go ahead.” Their faces were mere inches apart. Too close for Dane to be able to think clearly. He searched her gaze for a sign he should back away.



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