Rich Rancher for Christmas by Sarah M. Anderson

Rich Rancher for Christmas by Sarah M. Anderson

Author:Sarah M. Anderson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2015-12-31T16:00:00+00:00


Eight

For the second time in three days, CJ was forcing himself not to think about Natalie Baker naked in his shower. And if he thought it had gone poorly the first time, it was an absolute flipping disaster today.

Because the woman in his shower today seemed like a completely different woman from the one he’d dragged into this house a few days ago. Instead of belligerent and cocky and hell-bent on using her beautiful body as a weapon, the Natalie he’d come to know was someone else entirely. Soft and vulnerable and easy to be around. Someone who didn’t mind shoveling a lot of snow and could see the beauty in a pair of songbirds in a tree.

It could still be a trick, he told himself as he dug out the tree stand and got the tree set up. All of this sweetness could be part of her larger plan to weasel information out of him.

That’s not what his gut told him, though, and up until this point in his life, his gut had been a fairly reliable indicator of who to trust and who to avoid.

And what was he thinking? Unzipping her snowsuit for her? Peeling it off of her body like he had a right to touch her? Because he didn’t. He couldn’t.

Okay, when she looked up at him with those beautiful blue eyes like he was this rare specimen just because he did something any decent man would do—yeah, that hit him midchest. And, sure, when he’d woken up this morning with her body curling into his, all warm and soft and sleepy, it’d hit him in other places.

He shouldn’t have kissed her on the forehead this morning. He shouldn’t have helped her out of her things this afternoon. And at no point did discussing getting naked and under the covers for “warmth” become a good idea.

Because that’s what she was right now. Naked. In the guest room. In the shower. Hot water sluicing over her bare back, her breasts, as she ran the soap over the pointed tips—

He cleared his throat and adjusted his pants. He had crap to do. He had to focus. There was the coming revelation that he was the third Beaumont bastard heir. There was the Firestone Christmas party tomorrow night. There was a tree that needed tinsel, dammit.

He would have to call Zeb, he decided as he headed down to the basement—without a flashlight this time—and grabbed one of the bins of ornaments. The man owed him a favor. After all, it was Zeb’s fault that anyone knew about CJ in the first place. The least his half brother could do was offer some sort of PR backup. CJ would call Zeb and somehow get Natalie back to Denver. And after that...

After that, it was back to a long, cold, dark winter out on the ranch. He’d tend to his horses and try to keep his cattle from freezing to death and watch a lot of movies and drink a lot of beer.



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