Stripped Down by James Lorelei

Author:James, Lorelei [James, Lorelei]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Blacktop Cowboy, 1001 Dark Nights, erotic romance, Lorelei James
Publisher: Evil Eye Concepts, Incorporated
Published: 2015-09-01T04:00:00+00:00

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The wait for the doctor’s diagnosis today had been nerve-racking. But the good news had been such a relief. His dad had a new diet and exercise regimen. He had eight weeks off to recover because he would make a full recovery.

Before they’d had a chance to celebrate, Jim Grant had announced to his family that he intended to retire from ranching entirely. Starting immediately. Then he’d given Wyn and Cres the option of dividing the land in half. They could each run their own operation, or they could continue to ranch together. He’d take his cut of the cattle sale from this year and then after that, he was out. He planned to fulfill his promise to his wife to see the world. And as soon as he was healthy enough, they’d be off to have the adventures they’d waited a lifetime to experience.

Talk about floored.

Wyn was glad to have several hours to try to sort through everything. But by the time he pulled into his driveway just after dark, he was more than ready to put it all aside and focus on the sweet, hot and sexy redhead he hadn’t been able to get out of his mind the past thirty-six hours. The sweet, hot and sexy redhead who was in his house right now. The sweet, hot and sexy redhead who had left the porch light on for him.

Warmth spread through him. It made him a fucking sap, but he hadn’t had anyone leave the light on for him since he lived at home. And if the woman had cooked supper? He might just propose to her.

He was so eager to see her he didn’t haul in his suitcase. He took the steps two at a time and burst through the door. From the foyer, while he took off his boots, he yelled, “Honey, I’m home.” When he rounded the corner, Melissa stood in his living room, her wild curls pulled back into a ponytail. She wore a workout top that showcased her tits, yoga pants—thank you baby Jesus for the genius who invented those motherfuckers—and her feet were bare. She looked completely at home in his home.

“Hey. How was the drive?”

“Long.”

“How’s your dad?”

“Better than we thought, on the road to a full recovery and makin’ big plans.” He started to stalk her. “Tell me, little redheaded riding girl, what’s that delicious smell?”

“I cooked stir-fry but the rice isn’t done yet.”

“Good. We have time.”

Melissa took a step back. “For?”

“For you to tell me why you were trespassing in my kitchen.”

“Are you the big bad wolf, Wynton?”

“Yes.” He continued slowly moving forward. “Here’s where you say, ‘Oh my, what big teeth you have.’”

Her gaze zeroed in on his mouth. “Why are you licking your lips?”

“Because you look mighty tasty.”

“But I cooked!”

“Don’t want food, Red. I want you.” Then he was looming over her. The sexy glint in her eyes widened his predatory grin. “Strip off them britches.”

Her half-hearted “No” had him wrestling her to the floor.

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