Texas Fever by Kimberly Raye

Author:Kimberly Raye [Raye, Kimberly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Category, The McGraw Triplets
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2010-07-22T23:00:00+00:00

HOLLY WAS this close to having a major meltdown.

Both physically—from the lust blazing inside of her—as well as mentally—small-town living could be a major bitch.She stood on her front porch early Friday morning and stared at the taillights of Duke’s pickup as it disappeared up the road. With the special ingredients, namely wild green oats and saw palmetto berries, she’d ordered online Wednesday afternoon. She had no doubt that the herb company had shipped everything as requested. For over two years, her shipments had come from Herb Express like clockwork.

Until she’d moved to Romeo.

Okay, a voice whispered. So you didn’t get it yesterday and you’re not getting it first thing this morning? That doesn’t mean Duke won’t stop by later in the day. He knows who you are now and you’re obviously making an effort to get to know him. He’s just busy delivering a heart or an aesthetic limb or some other must-have, and he’ll get to you soon.

She clung to the hope and turned to walk back into the house. She had half a mind to head upstairs and crawl back into bed. Exhaustion tugged at every muscle. Her eyes felt gritty and sandy.

At the same time, her heart pumped faster than usual and expectancy fluttered in the pit of her stomach. There was no way she could fall back to sleep.

As if she’d slept in the first place.

Rather, she’d spent the night tossing and turning and fantasizing about Josh McGraw and the next recipe.

About tonight.

She forced aside the thought as she walked into her kitchen. Right now, she had work to do. The last thing she needed was to think about Josh spread out on the sofa in room number four. Wearing nothing but several well-placed pineapple rings and a smile. Her tummy tingled and her hands trembled.

So much for not thinking about him.

She reached her daily production grid and managed to sort ingredients. She’d just folded in some freshly ground coriander for a batch of Venus Vanilla Mousse when she heard the rattle of Sue’s orange Honda.

Not too shabby for a woman on the edge.

“Mornin’.” Sue wobbled through the kitchen door on two-inch red stilettos with straps that wound up her calves. A red spandex tube dress clung to her thin frame, pushing and pulling with each step. Crimson lipstick and black-rimmed eyes completed today’s sex kitten ensemble. She hooked her purse near the door, tugged at the bodice of her dress and reached for her apron.

Her gaze was expectant when she turned back to Holly. “Did Duke make it by here?”

“He sure did.” Sue smiled, but the expression died when Holly added, “He drove right in front of me without so much as tapping the brakes.”

She shook her head. “I’m sure he’ll make it by later.”

Holly poured the contents of the mixing bowl into a baking pan and barely resisted the urge to grab a spoon and scrape the bottom.

She wasn’t upset or uptight. Upset or uptight meant vanilla and she was determined to have more of a calm, chocolate mint sort of day.

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