Wild Ride Cowboy by Maisey Yates

Author:Maisey Yates
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HQN Books
Published: 2017-09-05T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

ALEX FELT LIKE a damn teenage boy. Except never once as a teenage boy had he smuggled condoms in a paper bag that also contained soup and homemade bread. But that’s exactly what he was doing now.

Standing on Clara’s porch with a brown paper bag of deceit, ready to do for a second, third and fourth time what he should never have done even once.

But, oh well. Hell was hell, he supposed, unless you bought into the levels of it. And anyway, he was probably already headed to the lecherous pervert level, so he supposed he might as well go all in.

Right before he could knock, the door swung open and Clara answered it, looking bright eyed and disheveled, her feet bare. She was dressed in a pair of sweats and what looked like a thermal top that clung to her slight curves. She was beautiful. So beautiful he could hardly breathe.

“Hi,” she said, sounding breathless.

“Hi. I brought... I brought soup.”

“I don’t like soup,” she said.

“We had stew together last week.”

“Stew is different than soup,” she insisted. “I don’t like soup. Stew is good. But I’m not—” she cleared her throat “—hungry anyway.”

She stood there, looking at him, her expression laden with very unsubtle meaning.

“Not hungry, huh?”

“No. Not for... Well, come in.”

Relief spread through him. No, Clara wasn’t subtle, but he realized then that he had been a little nervous that her assertion she didn’t want food might have been her way of trying to send him away. Apparently not.

He walked inside. The little space was cozy, warmed by a fire lit in the woodstove off the living room. He could hear it popping and crackling against the wrought iron, a strange, homey sound that reminded him of a safe, comforting childhood he’d sure as hell never had.

Before he could say anything, Clara took the paper bag out of his hand and looked inside. Her eyebrows shot up. “Are those condoms? Or very oddly shaped, rubber saltines?”

“I brought soup and safe sex,” he said. “I’m recently informed you don’t like soup, but I am hoping that you’re interested in the sex.”

She sagged with relief, her petite shoulders dropping, a smile lifting the corners of her mouth. “I am extremely interested in the sex.” She set the bag down, and then turned to him, stretching up on her toes and grabbing hold of his face before kissing him.

He just stood there, his hands resting at his sides as he let her take the lead. She was so... She was sweet, and there was something both innocent and incredibly dirty about the kiss. Something to do with the fact that she didn’t know what she was doing combined with the fact that she was clearly very enthusiastic about it. Desperate for it, even. Desperate for him.

He had spent a good portion of the day being angry at himself. Regretting what had happened up in his bedroom. Regretting that he had taken her virginity when they hadn’t had any time. That he had done it in the morning, with the edges of his hangover still crowding around them.

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