Texas Rascals Three Book Collection by Lori Wilde

Author:Lori Wilde
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lori Wilde
Published: 2022-03-25T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Matt couldn’t help noticing that Savannah gently moved her arm away and couldn’t meet his gaze. Was she feeling as overwhelmed as he was by the powerful attraction that hadn’t lessened one whit in two years apart? Had, if anything, grown stronger.

She leaned over and opened the picnic basket. Her luscious hair feathered over her high cheekbones. Her vanilla scent tickled his nose. Her little bell earrings tinkled softly. A lump formed in his throat.

What in the Sam Hill was he doing here? Matt closed his eyes and remembered other picnics, other events where they’d stretched out on a blanket together. Those times had ended in wild embraces, with arms and legs tangled together, their mouths molded around each other.

Matt swallowed hard. A picnic had been a stupid idea.

“Here you go,” she said.

He opened his eyes to see her smiling at him. The sight took his breath. She tucked a strand of hair behind a delicate ear, extending the wax-paper-wrapped sandwich toward him.

“Th…th…thanks,” he stuttered, so thrown by her beauty he just stared.

“Need something to drink?” she asked.

“Yes,” he croaked.

“Soda or apple juice?”

“Whatever.”

She pulled the tab on a cola and handed him the cold can. He pressed it to his forehead in an attempt to cool the heat raging within him. Wow. He had to get hold of himself, and pronto.

Unwrapping her own sandwich, Savannah held it gingerly between her fingers so the tomato sauce wouldn’t drip on her clothes. Her mouth opened.

Matt saw a flash of her friendly pink tongue, and he groaned inwardly.

She took a cautious bite.

Matt had to glance away, his own sandwich growing clammy in his sweaty palm. He tried to concentrate on eating but could think of nothing except Savannah’s mouth, her tongue, her sweet, full lips.

“Arg.” He sighed.

“Something wrong?”

She swallowed the bite of meatball sandwich and stared at him with wide gold-green eyes. A spot of tomato sauce dotted the corner of her mouth. Matt fought the urge to lean over and kiss it away. She saved him by dabbing it off with a napkin.

He shook his head.

Cody scooted across the blanket between them. Grateful for the distraction, Matt turned his attention to the baby. Cody reached for Matt’s sandwich, and he broke off a chunk of bread and offered it to him. The boy drooled on the tidbit and grinned.

“Chips?” Savannah held up the bag.

Matt shook his head.

“French onion,” she tempted. “Your favorite.”

“You remembered.”

“I remember a lot of things about you.”

Same here. Too darn many things, like how her breasts felt pressed against his chest, and the way she loved to have her tummy tickled with a light, gentle touch. Had Markum catered to her desires? He didn’t even want to think about her and Markum together. Even though the man was dead, jealousy still knotted his chest.

“So,” Savannah said, licking the sauce from her fingers. “Tell me about your plans to catch the cattle thieves.”

Matt set his sandwich aside, too keyed up to eat another bite. He stretched out on the blanket, cradled his head in his palms, and stared through the tree branches at the cerulean sky.

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