Come Hell or High Water (Stripped Down Cowboy Preqel, #2) by Sabrina York

Author:Sabrina York
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Cowboy romance, stripped cowboys, cowboy firefighter, savior hero, friends to lovers
Publisher: Sabrina York
Published: 2016-10-22T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

They stayed in the bunkhouse for a while, kissing and talking and enjoying each other’s presence. Cade didn’t seem in a hurry to end this, but frankly, neither was Lisa. Though the passion between them burned bright and hot, when it was sated, what was left was the warm comfort of two souls entwined. It was pleasant and peaceful and felt right. For the first time in a long time, Lisa felt utterly at home in a man’s arms.

It was late when they walked back to the ranch house, with fingers entwined. The house was quiet and all the lights were out.

“Hmm. I think they went to bed,” Cade said as they stepped into the foyer. “I suppose we should too.” There was the hint of a question in his eyes.

“I suppose we should.”

He studied her, his thoughts plain on his face. “Do you...do you want me to walk you to your room?”

Her stomach pitched. He was giving her an out. Being chivalrous. She’d never been so annoyed by chivalry in her life. “No.” He paled, so she hurried to add, “Do you want to walk me to my room?”

A muscle in his cheek flexed. Intensity flared in his gaze. “I’d rather walk you to mine.” A whisper, yes, but enough to set her blood on fire.

She stepped closer, until there was not a breath between them, looped her arms around his neck and dragged her pelvis against his. She was gratified to feel a bold response. “This room of yours? Is it far?”

His arms came around her. His Adam’s apple worked. “Fourth floor.” Something of a croak.

“And is anyone else nearby?”

He blinked. “Um, no. It’s the only room in the attic.”

“Well, good.” She took his hand and led him up the stairs. “Because you’re something of a howler.”

He stopped abruptly. When she glanced back at him, his features were fixed in a disgruntled arrangement. “I am not a howler.”

The look she shot him made it clear if he hadn’t been before, he would be now. She must have made her point, because when she continued up the stairs, he hurried to catch up.

If she’d had any curiosity about why he had chosen the lone room on the fourth floor, it was answered when he pushed open the door and ushered her in. Spanning the length of the house, it was more of an apartment than a bedroom; there was a living area, a bathroom and a bedroom. Because it was on the top floor of the sprawling house, the ceiling sloped. It was decorated with a mélange of comfortable furniture that suited him to a T.

“This is nice,” she said, because all of a sudden, she couldn’t think of anything to say. She was here. In his room. They both knew what was going to happen. For some reason, she was suddenly wracked by nerves, which was silly, given what they’d shared earlier. But this? This was more.

“Thanks. It was full of junk when I moved back home. I cleared it out and put up these walls.

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