Tasty Treats, Volume 2 by Leah Brooke & Wendi Darlin & Sofia Hunt

Author:Leah Brooke & Wendi Darlin & Sofia Hunt
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

“Where is she?” Dirk’s eyes darted around Grainger’s barn.

Another week had passed. The Friday night rodeo had lured all the hands from the ranch, and Alana was in the mood for some action.

“I figured she was with you.” Rayne kicked himself for showing up to begin with. Alana’s games were addictive, but he needed to get out while the getting was good. The episode on the porch had left him unsettled. He didn’t go around messing with taken women. He didn’t need to call any more attention to himself.

“She told me to meet her here.” Dirk walked toward one of the dark corners of the loft.

“I got the same message.”

Dirk shot him a look, but didn’t say anything. Rayne didn’t blame the man. If he had a woman like Alana, he’d make damn sure every other man knew his place, too. “She ain’t in the loft, I checked.”

Dirk walked back slowly, his mouth set in a firm line. “Did you see anybody else around here?”

Rayne shook his head.

“Her car’s out front.” Worry edged Dirk’s voice.

“I’ll check the stables. Maybe you ought to go up to the main house. Better for you to call on her there than me.”

Dirk nodded once and headed out of the barn in a hurry.

Rayne ran down to the stables. The horses were locked up tight for the night and not another soul was around.

Worry trickled into his gut. Nothing would have happened to her here on her daddy’s ranch. The cowboys got a little rowdy sometimes, but they’d all headed off to the rodeo. There wasn’t a hell of a lot to 106

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do in this town that wouldn’t end up in a brawl at Tucker’s. Except for the rodeo. That was the reason Drake Grainger sponsored any of his men who wanted to participate and paid admission for the rest.

They might come to work Monday morning a little bruised, but he wouldn’t have to bail them out of jail.

He left the stables and started for the nearest bunkhouse just to be sure none of the men had stayed in for the night.

Dirk’s boots pounded a rhythm as he ran down the back porch steps of the main house. He caught up with Rayne and together the two of them hurried to the bunkhouse.

The Grainger ranch was far enough out that the bunkhouses were well-used. Not more than a handful of the hands had a place of their own in town. The old hewn-log structures had been modernized over the years, but like everything else on the ranch they wore their age with pride. A light shone through the window and a curl of smoke rose from the old iron-stove chimney of the nearest one.

Dirk swore and broke into a jog. Rayne kept pace with him. She might ultimately be Dirk’s lady, but he’d gotten used to being the only other man in the picture. Jealousy spiked his blood and territorial instinct clenched his fists. The door, centered on the long side of the building, stood open enough to let soft yellow light spill onto the concrete step below.

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