Roping Ms. Impossible by Ree Loni

Author:Ree, Loni [Ree, Loni]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Amazon: B08D65YK5Z
Goodreads: 54571101
Published: 2020-08-03T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Bryce

After walking Natalie back to the garage apartment, I spend a sleepless night thinking about her. Missing her. My dick laughs at me when I order it to go down so I can get some sleep, and I stomp into the bathroom for another late-night jack off session. The sun is barely over the horizon when I give up trying to sleep and roll out of bed. After throwing on clothes, I rush down to make sure the kitchen is ready for Natalie’s first day of cooking for my family.

I’m having my second cup of coffee when she comes breezing in the door. I see the outfit she’s chosen for today, and the sip gets stuck in my windpipe. As I’m coughing, I feel her small hands pounding on my back. “Are you okay?”

Once I’m able to drag air into my lungs, my words are harsher than I intend. “What the hell are you wearing?”

Natalie’s eyes flash, and she glares at me. “Excuse me?”

I look down at the skimpy jean shorts and tiny t-shirt that shows off her tan, trim stomach and growl, “Those fuckers on this ranch aren’t allowed to see my property.” After running my finger along the soft skin of her stomach, I lean my forehead against hers and sigh, “I want to keep all this perfection for my eyes only.”

Natalie looks up at me and bites her lip. “Maybe I’ll wear it when I’m cleaning, and you’ll be the only one home?” I shake my head as she narrows her eyes for a second. “Although I’m seriously damaging my street cred, letting you call me property.”

“We’ll keep your little lapse between us.” In the back of my mind, I realize I’m behaving like a possessive asshole, but there’s no way any other male is seeing my woman wearing little more than her underwear. “You can wear anything you want around here when we’re alone. Just be prepared for me to follow you around like a lost little puppy with my tongue hanging out.” I wink playfully, and she throws back her head to laugh.

Shaking her head, Natalie walks toward the door. “I’m sure there’s a website that sells French maid outfits,” Natalie calls over her shoulder. “I’ll check it out later after I change and come back to make breakfast for your family.”

An hour later, I’m sitting with Harden and Mitchell in the breakfast nook while Megan and Libby stand next to the breakfast bar and talk to Natalie. Natalie appears to be concentrating while she plates food for the girls. I watch Mitchell look down at the food on his plate and swallow. My older brother looks up at me and grimaces. “Man, your woman could burn water and undercook air.”

As I glance at the food on my plate, my stomach turns. I’ve never seen a cooked egg this color before. It’s a steely gray outside with an almost tannish yolk. A shudder runs through me, and my mind works overtime, trying to figure out how to get rid of this mess without actually eating it.

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