Too Sexy for his Stetson: Sizzling Hot Sheriff by Olson Mal

Author:Olson, Mal [Olson, Mal]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, suspense romantic suspense, Western
Publisher: Anessa Books
Published: 2013-04-29T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

In the car on the way home, blood pulsed through Brandy’s veins like syncopated reggae drums. When she looked over at Blade, his right hand reached for her. Her breath caught.

“This was the best birthday I’ve ever had.” She leaned her head against his shoulder.

She felt his chest heave and heard his breath hitch.

Oh God, tonight could be the night. Her heart fluttered. Right or wrong, she was ready and willing to fall off the face of the earth with Blade Beringer.

While Blade drove in determined silence, she focused on how the rest of the evening would play out. He’d walk her to her door. She’d ask him to see her inside to check her apartment for spooks and radical supremacists. And then she’d close and lock the door. And then…

She glanced down at the packages on her lap and picked up the perfume. The crinkle of cellophane shattered the silence as her fingers worked the box open and she pulled out the bottle. The silky glass container cooled her palm as she touched her index finger to the sprayer. The exotic mist wafted through her senses and onto the pulse point at her neck. A blend of jasmine and bergamot mixed with rose settled in her hair.

“Ummm, I love this. Thank you so much.”

Blade took his eyes off the road for a second, and they seemed to burn right through her. A growling noise escaped his throat. “I think it’s French Voodoo.”

She grinned.

Lights reflected in the rearview mirror.

Heavy gears ground. A large rig, judging from the sound that echoed across the valley, had fallen in behind them. Blade’s gaze focused on the mirror. He moved his right hand to the wheel.

Brandy turned around and looked out the back window. Headlight beams from something huge edged in on them.

A super–sized engine revved.

An air horn blasted.

Brandy nearly jumped out of her skin, her heartbeat picking up speed. “What’s with this guy?”

Blade jerked his attention back to the rearview mirror. “I think the fool’s trying to pass us.”

“On this road?”

“Yeah, he has to be crazy. It’s bad enough for a rig that size to navigate Deadman’s Pass in the daylight.”

Brandy swallowed against the sudden dryness in her throat. The nutcase assessment became obvious seconds later when the sound of metal crunched, and the Tahoe bucked. Holy shit! The maniac had crashed into their rear bumper!

“Jesus—” Blade hit the accelerator.

Their wheels squealed as he pressured all eight cylinders, and the Tahoe shot forward. It shimmied along the narrow road that was made of switchbacks, pigtail turns, and blind curves edged by steep drop–offs.

Even as Blade pushed it, the whine of the rig’s unrelenting gears followed in their wake. Brandy tightened her grip on her packages and stared out the windshield at the winding path. They crested the pass and began descending. Still, the idiot hung on their heels like a bumper sticker. “You’re right. He’s crazy.” Her pulse shifted to high gear.

Ahead, the Tahoe’s headlights shot daggers of light into the darkness, revealing bits and pieces of landscape zooming by.

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