Maybe Baby

Author:E.E. Burke [Burke, E.E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Atlanta, Texas Hearts, Cowboys, Ranchers, Southern romance, RT Convention, Texas, Western Romance
Publisher: E.E. Burke
Published: 2017-04-26T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Logan Hardt had the most amazing ass. His buttocks were well muscled, slightly concave on each side, but with enough fullness to fill out his jeans. She’d followed him, angry, and yes, scared and a little bewildered, as he’d marched into her master bathroom, dropped his shorts and briefs, and strolled into her shower. The incredible sight of his bare backside rendered her speechless.

She stepped away from the shower’s entrance. Spying on him while he showered seemed so...voyeuristic. She hadn’t planned on studying him, and she didn’t want him to study her. The only way she’d get through this would be to make it quick. If the foreplay dragged on, her heart would give out.

Her hand hovered at chest level before she lifted it, still shaking, to push her hair away from her face. Now what? She could undress and wait under the sheets and feel stupid. Or she could sit on the bed and wait for him to get out of the shower, then undress and slip under the sheets. Or, she could run away. That’s what her body was primed to do. The level of epinephrine in her bloodstream had to be off the charts, considering her rapid heartbeat.

Logan was concerned about being sweaty. She could tell he’d been working, but she didn’t think he smelled bad. He certainly didn’t revolt her.

She lifted an arm, sniffed, didn’t smell anything. But just in case. She grabbed a bottle of Vera Wang, pulled open the collar of her sweatshirt and spritzed her chest. Not too much. He might start sneezing.

Oh God, what if he was allergic to perfume?

The shower went off.

Jen’s heart jumped. She turned in time to see Logan emerge from the shower, naked and dripping wet. She stared at his magnificent body for what seemed like, oh, at least a full minute, before he broke the trance by wrapping a towel around his waist.

Too late, his image was etched in her mind.

He had the washboard abs that the guys at the gym worked so hard to get. She found the light sprinkling of brown hair on his chest alluring. He’d been semi-aroused when he walked out of the shower, and the towel bulged over what appeared to be a growing erection.

She jerked her eyes upward and met his gaze.

Amusement gleamed in the blue depths. “Do I pass inspection?”

Heat rushed to her face. Was that what he thought she was doing? Inspecting him?

“You fit my requirements,” she mumbled. What a stupid thing to say. She walked into the bedroom before she made an even bigger fool of herself. Trembling. Honest to God, trembling, and not with fear or even hyper-anxiety. This quivering had a hot, urgent quality that she recognized as arousal.

She hadn’t thought she would be so affected. Anxious, yes, attracted to him, of course, but totally turned on? This was something new. She hadn’t been able, or willing, to give in to sexual attraction before because she was so uptight around men. Even the two men she’d dated the longest.

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