Saddled by Delilah Devlin

Author:Delilah Devlin [Devlin, Delilah]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3, pdf
Tags: Romance, Erotic, Adult, Cowboy
ISBN: 9781605049328
Google: dGM3RXaA7wUC
Amazon: B002HJV4DE
Barnesnoble: B002HJV4DE
Goodreads: 6377785
Publisher: Samhain
Published: 2009-03-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Bobby smothered a grin at the sight of Kate shoveling hay into a clean stall. She wore two layers of his sweats, ties knotted at the waist. She looked as shapeless as a bear, but he and Cale didn’t have anything else she could fit into and didn’t want her ruining her one set of clean clothing.

The snowstorm was waning. They’d had less than three inches last night. Tomorrow morning, the snow plows would have the roads cleared and she’d be able to leave.

So, it was a race for him and Cale. A race to convince her she had a place here…if she wanted it.

She’d called the rental company that morning and discovered that her fiancé had already requested another car be delivered. The bastard hadn’t been in the least concerned about her whereabouts. The news had to have stung, but she’d simply stared at the phone at the conclusion of the call until Cale had reached for it. Then she’d squared her shoulders, set a smile on her face and asked them if she could help with chores. She’d said she was feeling a little lazy with all their pampering.

Bobby knew she just wanted to keep busy rather than think about all the problems that awaited her in the “real” world.

Because the thought annoyed him a little and because he was horny—a lot—he lifted his own forkful of hay and tossed it at her head.

She bent as the hay fell away from her, then aimed a scowl over his shoulder. “You know it’s much too cold in here for anything to happen, so why start something you’re not gonna finish?”

“Too cold? Depends on what stays covered,” he said, sliding his hand down the front of his pants.

“Goddamn smartass,” she replied, but her eyes sparkled at the challenge. She lunged for the door of the stall, but he was faster, sticking out a foot to trip her.

She tumbled into the pile of straw they’d been busy distributing. “Ow, I’m getting poked. Straw’s not sexy.”

Bobby lowered himself over her back. “This is my world. How about I teach you a thing or two about what’s sexy?”

“God, I hate you sometimes,” she said, her voice muffled and gruff.

“Why’s that, sugarlips? I’m doin’ my best to show you a really good time.”

“Damn you. You make me want everything.”

Bobby drew a deep breath, hearing the longing in her voice—longing that made his own body tighten in protest. “And that’s bad? You wanting everything?” he said, tugging off his gloves.

“It’s bad when I’m going to be walking away.”

“Let’s think about that later,” he murmured, rubbing his tongue along the curve of her ear, peeking out from under her knit hat.

“Damn, damn, damn.” She wriggled beneath him, but not because she was trying to escape, but because he’d slid the tip of his tongue into her ear and his hand was cupping a breast through layers of cotton.

“Not enough is it?” he murmured softly.

“I don’t want to wait until we’re out of these layers.”

“Sometimes being a little hot and cold can be fun.

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