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“So soon?”

“They need boots on the ground in California.”

“Of course you volunteered.”

“Did you expect anything less?” Wyatt says to me.

“Guess not.” Flynn grabs a set of keys off the kitchen counter and heads for the door.

“Hey, where are you going?”

“Got some friends to see,” he says unapologetically. “Got to make the most of the time I have back here.” Not home. Just back here. It makes me a little sad that Flynn seems to hate Emerald Creek so much. Even though I have a life in Colorado now, this place will always be home to me. “I’ll wake you up before I leave,” he says, hand on the doorknob. “If you’re home.”

“I’ll be home,” I spit back, bristling even more when Wyatt’s eyebrow ticks upward. “I will.”

Wyatt just grins as he clears the table. I sit there, feeling antsier—and hornier—by the minute. My fingers itch to drag their way down Ryder Stone’s hard body. God I need to get a fucking grip right now.

“Did you want to go for a drive? Get some coffee to-go and look for moose?” I ask my brother, forcing myself out of my chair. “For old time’s sake?”

“No can do this morning. Got a budget meeting with the town council.”

“Gross.”

“I’ll take you tomorrow if you’re not too busy with Ryder.”

I smack Wyatt on the shoulder with the back of my hand. But I may as well hit a brick wall. Wyatt laughs as I stalk out of the kitchen.

After several attempts to make any other plans for my morning that all hit a dead end—Everleigh has a dentist appointment, Nadia’s buried in client work, my favorite boutique doesn’t open until one—I relent and head to Stone Ranch. Despite my determination to head straight to the stable and check on Molly, my Jeep seems to be on autopilot. Because it stops right outside Ryder’s house.

I don’t knock.

I don’t announce myself.

And when I find Ryder in his kitchen in nothing but a towel loosely wrapped around his waist, water droplets glistening off his muscular chest, I don’t think. I close the door behind me and march right up to him.

The jerk doesn’t say a word. He just wears an I knew you’d be back grin that makes me want to smack him and jump him all in the same moment. I grab his face with both hands and yank his mouth to mine. My body goes delightfully limp as he strips me out of my clothes and his towel falls away. I refuse to analyze why it feels so perfect in his arms.

“I don’t have long, sweetheart.”

“Then you better get to work, cowboy.”

He scoops me into his arms and I wrap my legs around his waist. His erection teases my clit with each stride. Our lips refuse to be separated as he kicks the bedroom door closed.

I hate that I can’t seem to get enough of this man. That every kiss makes me greedier for another. Every touch stokes the fire burning within me. Sex like this isn’t supposed to be real. It’s supposed to be safely tucked into the pages of romance novels. But somehow, Ryder has proven to be the exception.

He lowers himself to the edge of the bed and just perches there with me in his lap. For the love of goats, his core is rock hard. I press my knees into the mattress and reach between us for his shaft. Our gazes meet and hold as I line him up at my entrance. The intensity in those gray blue eyes threatens to make me come on the spot. It’s not fucking fair.

“What, sweetheart?”

“Nothing.”

He teases my nipple with the tip of his tongue, a devilish twinkle in those eyes. “If you say so.”

I lower onto his cock, shutting us both up. My fingers dig into the back of his neck, pushing his face against my breasts. I watch him suckle my nipples as I gyrate my hips up and down his length. He reaches between us, circling a finger around my swollen button.

How the fuck does this all feel so good?

Ryder grabs my cheek and drags my mouth to his.

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