Forbidden by Suzanne Brockmann

Author:Suzanne Brockmann
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780553904833
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2007-09-25T04:00:00+00:00

9

“You sure someone’s going to find this?” Cal asked.

“As long as it doesn’t rain—and as long as someone comes out here to look. It’s a long shot, but it’s worth the thirty seconds it took to write it, don’t you think?”

“What does it say?”

Kayla glanced up at Cal, brushing off her hands as she painfully straightened up from the place in the dirt where she’d scratched the message. “Roughly translated, it reads, ‘We seek the truth. We are friends of the Americano.’ I signed it ‘Mike and the cowboy.’”

“Mike?”

She could meet his eyes only very briefly without getting light-headed from the memory of those incredible kisses. “Liam called me that. He thought the nickname for Mikayla should be Mike. And since he usually did what he wanted…” She shrugged.

“Well, I hate to break it to you, Mike, but I’m not a cowboy,” Cal told her as he swung his leg over the motorcycle seat.

It was funny, actually. Or it would have been funny if her sense of humor hadn’t been turned upside down and sideways when this man—this cowboy—took her in his arms and kissed her as if there were no tomorrow.

He was sitting astride the motorcycle wearing only his faded home-on-the-range-style blue jeans and his dusty brown cowboy boots, his broad, tanned chest gleaming in the sunshine, his dark, wavy hair tumbling over his genuine one-hundred-percent western American forehead, looking every little last fraction of an inch an authentic cowboy.

“I’m a cowman,” he told her with a perfectly straight face, but with that now-familiar glint of amusement lurking in his gray-blue eyes. “There’s a difference. The cowmen own the land they work. The cowboys just work it.”

“Liam told me that you didn’t just own the land—the land owned you. He was envious of you for those ties.”

“He was envious of the noose around my neck?”

“He told me once that he felt as if he didn’t belong anywhere.” Kayla tried to explain. “As much as he loved Boston, it wasn’t his home. And when he was with you at the ranch, he felt as if you could communicate with the mountains and the sky and the earth, and that he was out of the loop—that you spoke some language he’d never been taught. He laughed when he told me that he felt left out. He pretended it was just a great big joke, but I knew there was truth to his words.”

“He was a lousy rider.” There was a catch in Cal’s voice. “For a kid born and raised on a working ranch, he was a damned lousy rider.”

Kayla stepped toward him, drawn to him despite the knowledge that he wanted her to keep her distance. “And yet he kept at it. He even won that rodeo ring,” she said. “Because he wanted to be a part of your world.”

“Part of my world? I wanted to be part of his.” Cal had an odd look on his face. “I always wanted to go to Harvard. I dreamed about going to Harvard….

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