Shameless by Kimberly Raye

Author:Kimberly Raye
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-03-15T00:00:00+00:00

7

“YOU LOOK like you could use this.” Nell set a cup of coffee in front of Jimmy when he walked into the kitchen just after sunup. “Heck, you look like you could use a whole pot.”

Amen. He needed another shot of caffeine, of something, to zap his brain and focus his attention on anything besides how sweet Deb Strickland smelled or how soft her skin was or how tempted he’d been to stay in bed with her.

Tempted, but he hadn’t given in. He had a ranch to run and so he’d hightailed it out before she opened her big blue eyes and he found himself hell-bent on losing himself in her hot little body just one more time.

“Not sleeping well?” Nell asked as Jimmy finished off his first cup and poured another.

“I slept just fine.” The few minutes he had slept.

“Hmmph,” she snorted. “You’ll have to explain that one to me, because it just don’t figure.”

“What doesn’t figure?”

“You sleeping fine when it’s as plain as the stubble on your face that that bed of yours hasn’t been touched, not to mention you’ve got them tired circles under your eyes.”

“Who’s tired?” The question came from his mother as she walked into the kitchen fully dressed in a pink pantsuit and her good pearl earrings, despite that it was only a few minutes past daybreak.

“Jimmy,” Nell told her. “He didn’t sleep in his bed last night.”

“The bed upstairs,” he quickly clarified. “I was hammering up Sheetrock at the cabin and it got late, so I bunked out there.”

“So you weren’t here at all?” He nodded, expecting his mother’s eyes to fire even brighter with worry. Instead, relief flooded her features. “That’s good. I mean, not good that you were gone,” she rushed on as if eager to explain, “but you did get some sleep. That’s the most important thing.”

“I’ll probably be sleeping there for the next week or so. We’re clearing the south pasture and it’s closer if I just crash there instead of riding all the way back here. Speaking of which…” He pushed his chair back from the table. “Daylight’s burning.”

“Jimmy,” his mother started, “since you’re here, I think it might be a good idea if we talk. The sewing circle met yesterday after the pie competition and—”

“No time.” He bolted to his feet. Talking was not a good idea because Jimmy didn’t want to lie and no way was he telling his mother that he’d propositioned Deb Strickland for sex. That he’d spent the first of two weeks’ worth of nights with her. That he couldn’t wait for the next night. “Wayne’s waiting.”

“But I was chatting with Mildred Cook and she said—”

“How is Mrs. Cook?” he cut in as he snatched up a piece of French toast and a napkin. “I haven’t seen her in ages.”

“Just fine. She said—”

“She still have those gallstones?” He ate half the toast and reached for the Thermos Nell had filled.

“They were kidney stones and she had surgery last year over at the county hospital.

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