Blazing Bedtime Stories, Volume VIII: The Cowboy Who Never Grew Up\Hooked by Kimberly Raye & Julie Leto

Author:Kimberly Raye & Julie Leto
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9780373797042
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2012-07-23T14:00:00+00:00

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JAMES PARKED IN FRONT of the house, leaving room on the gravel drive for Allie to ease her car to a stop behind him. Several times during the ride home, he’d thought about making a U-turn and guiding her back to town where she belonged—but then he realized she didn’t really belong there, either.

She had a life in Port Aransas, according to her father. She’d gotten bachelor’s and master’s degrees from the Marine Institute at the University of Texas and was nearly done with a doctorate. He’d also heard that she’d been offered some kind of fancy job at a private aquarium, though the local gossip hadn’t provided much by way of details, probably because Allie kept them close to the vest. Either way, Allie was moving up and moving on—and yet, every time she came home, she made it her business to hunt him down.

Now, she’d caught him. That he’d finally let her get close enough to lock her chompers onto his heart again told him more about himself than he wanted to know.

As much as he’d thought he was done with her, he wasn’t—not by a long shot.

He locked up the truck and went around back in time to see her pulling an overnight bag out of her backseat.

“You came prepared,” he commented.

She slammed her door and shouldered the bag. “Like a Scout.”

He held out a hand. “I don’t think the little girls who sell cookies door to door would be happy to have you as a spokeswoman, knowing what you’ve come prepared for.”

“You have no idea what I’m willing to do with you, James Hooker,” she countered.

He snatched her bag, plopped it on top of the hood of her car and unzipped the top. She opened her mouth to protest, but stopped herself and crossed her arms instead. He didn’t have to dig in far to find what he was looking for—and once he did, he was half-sorry he had.

But only half. His other half desperately wanted to see her strut across his bedroom with the mile-high spiked shoes on her feet.

He wolf-whistled loud enough that he heard his dogs bark in response from somewhere in the south field.

She snagged the shoe out of his hand and shoved it back inside her bag. “Don’t make me regret coming here,” she warned.

“Sweetheart, if you don’t already regret it, then you aren’t going to. What do you want to see first? The new building or the house?”

She slung the bag back onto her shoulder. “What do you think?”

He started toward the house.

In the pink glow of the porch light, James noticed that he hadn’t done much to clear up the front of his house since he’d inherited it from his uncle. He usually parked around back and couldn’t remember the last time he’d gone inside through the main entrance. The old rockers with their peeling paint and cracked back slats sagged under the weight of rusted tools, battered boots and rotted ropes he’d been meaning to toss out. The

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