The Cowboy Takes a Bride by Kristi Rose

Author:Kristi Rose [Rose, Kristi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: KAC Publishing
Published: 2017-02-26T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

More heads lost. A certain percentage was expected every year, but he’d be damned if he hadn’t tried to get that number lower, and here it was higher. He and Tuck managed to move the herd from far out closer to Mr. Beasley’s land back toward the homestead. It wasn’t ideal, but action had to happen, and short of putting a man on them twenty-four seven, he had no other solution.

He’d laughed when Tuck suggested a GO-PRO to possibly capture what was happening, but in truth is wasn’t the worst idea.

On that note, he’d cut Tuck lose and had headed home himself, a new and wonderful mix of excitement and pleasure adding haste to his steps. Jace was used to working long days, because why not? What was there to do when the day ended? He'd come home, open a can of something, shower, and then fall into bed in preparation to start it all over again the following morning. Before his parents had moved into town for his dad’s therapy, he’d come home to them and an active house. He was now realizing how lonely it had been with them gone.

The porch light was on, as was the one in the front room. When he steered his horse to the barn and around the house, he could see the kitchen light was burning as well. Jace smiled. He was tempted to throw off the saddle and toss some hay to Pal, his horse, but the beast had worked hard and deserved better. Pal didn't care that Jace was having trouble delaying his own wants and needs.

Following a quick brush down and feeding, Jace made his way to the house. His Stetson off his head, bumping against his thigh, he tried to make his appearance less disheveled by raking his hair back with his hands. He and Tuck had rode hard today and, following a quick whiff of his shirt, smelled like it, too.

Once inside, he called out Meredith’s name.

“In the kitchen,” she called back.

“I need a shower. I’ll be right back.” He thundered up the stairs and took the quickest shower of his life. Apparently he was setting records with bathing these days. Soon he’d be wiping himself down with a rag and calling it good.

Downstairs, when he entered the kitchen, he found her bent over the oven taking something out and was immensely pleased he'd hurried so he hadn't missed this moment. He liked his woman a little thicker, but he found the curve of her ass very appealing.

“It smells good in here.” The island was set with two plates, a bowl of salad, and….

“Do I smell coffee?” He was pulled to the machine like a horseshoe to a magnet.

“Yes, it’s still good.” She stood, moved to the island, and slid the hot plate onto the surface. Her long hair was pulled back into a ponytail, her face pink from the oven heat. She was a knockout, looking like she belonged with her worn jeans and his flannel shirt took his breath away.

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