The Prince's Texas Bride by Leanne Banks

Author:Leanne Banks
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-04-09T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Stefan watched Eve ride the horse with a combination of grace and sensuality that mesmerized him. He couldn’t help remembering the way she’d ridden him, bringing both of them to incredible, forbidden pleasure. He wanted her again. Worse, he craved her. She’d made him feel whole and fulfilled. The sensation couldn’t last, he assured himself, for Eve or him. But until it faltered, he was determined to keep her.

He allowed her to lead the way on the path to the beach even though Black protested. He clearly wanted the alpha role. Stefan would allow that on the return ride.

As soon as they hit sand, however, Gus began to run. Seconds later, Black followed, easily passing Gus. A few seconds later, Stefan saw the fire his staff had built in preparation for his evening with Eve. He reined in Black.

Hearing the slowing hoofbeats of Gus, he glanced over his shoulder and saw Eve reining in her mount. She glanced at the fire. “How did this happen?” she asked.

“I’m a magician,” he said. “I wish for it and,” he snapped his fingers, “it happens.”

She paused a second. “You’re full of bull.”

He laughed. “Just sharing a legend. Myths and legends are important.”

“Maybe,” she said skeptically, but dismounted. “Is this when we eat?”

“Sounds like a good time to me,” he said and dismounted Black. As soon as Eve slid off of her mount, he led both horses to a tree and tied them to it. “Behave,” he said to Black and patted the horse.

Turning around, he looked at her as she sat on the blanket. She’d removed her black Stetson and her hair splayed over her shoulders and down her back. With the fire lighting her skin, she glanced up at him and her lips tilted in a mysterious smile, making him wonder what she was thinking.

She looked into the basket and pulled out the sandwiches the chef had prepared, along with the bottle of wine and chocolates. “Not bad, but I imagine this is a step down from Paris.”

“Not at all,” he said, sinking to the blanket beside her. “The company is far superior.”

Her smile grew. “Oops. You’re being charming. I better watch out.” She unwrapped a sandwich while he poured the wine into two glasses. “Was the trip successful?”

He nodded. “Three of the consultants are committed to working on events that will include Chantaine.” He gave her a glass of wine and clicked his against hers. “Enough about my trip. What has been happening here since I left?”

“The veterinary specialist came to evaluate Black as a stud,” she said.

“And?” he asked.

“In human language, he’s quite virile and has the capacity to make many prize foals.”

He grinned at her evaluation. “There’s more value in being one of many.”

“One?” she said, in exasperation. “You’re not suggesting that Black should only sire one foal?”

“No, but we will be very selective about which mares will be allowed to carry on his line.”

She relaxed slightly. “No problem. I’m sure we can get the best mares lining up for a stud anytime you say the word.

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