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Boom. A wisp of smoke rose in the wake of the sheriff’s quick shot.
The loud sound echoed in her ears, and her affectionate desperado fell backward to the ground, eyes closed, hat dislodged, and beautiful face turned away.
The sheriff holstered his weapon and turned to her. “He won’t be bothering you any longer, ma’am.”
Jocelyn almost said, He wasn’t bothering me. In fact, I wanted him to spirit me away to his hideaway so he could fuck me raw. But she held her tongue. This was not the appropriate venue to discuss her lurid fantasies out loud. Pity.
She stared for quite a long while at the sheriff. He was gorgeous, and the very epitome of tall, dark, and handsome. His gaze didn’t waver from her face, studying her as if trying to discover why the bandit had been so enamored. Because she wasn’t a beauty queen. Far from it. The sheriff’s interested stare seemed to say that he didn’t mind her looks.
Deciding to play along, she said instead, “Then you must be my hero. Thank you for rescuing me.” He nodded, suddenly looking a bit displaced. His gaze remained on her face. Jocelyn decided he deserved a reward. She took a step in his direction, rose up on her tiptoes, placed her hands on his chest, and leaned upward with the intent to kiss his cheek.
At the same time he leaned down and his lips ended up on her mouth whether he intended it or not. Ultimately, she was glad they connected.
It was a sweet kiss, not as carnal as the one before with the bandit. At least until Jocelyn licked the seam of the sheriff’s lips with a seemingly uncontrollable urge to discover what he tasted like as well.
The sheriff made a noise halfway between a growl and a groan, and jammed his tongue inside her mouth, making a few amazingly seductive sweeps before pulling away, taking a measured step backward, and distancing himself from her. The shock on his face was priceless. Like he couldn’t believe he’d kissed her in public. She hoped he wouldn’t say he was sorry. Jocelyn wasn’t sorry. Although maybe he was surprised because he’d seen her kissing the bandit.
What was wrong with her anyway? Kissing two different men in the space of three minutes was not like her, but she didn’t have any regret. Today was all about fulfilling her fantasies. Silently shaking her head, Jocelyn put a serene smile in place and backed up a step.
“No thanks necessary,” he said. Promptly clearing his throat, the sexy sheriff grabbed her elbow gently, and led her back to the other passengers. “Now you can continue safely on your way.”
The guy driving the stagecoach opened the door and all of them piled back inside. Jocelyn was once again the last to climb inside. The memories of the past few minutes and her lack of chastity suddenly embarrassed her. What had she been thinking?
She’d practically gnawed the bandit’s face off with her first kiss and then violated the sheriff’s mouth mere moments later. Given the choice between the two incredibly sexy men, her choice would be a resounding, “Both!”
The others in the coach sent sly glances her way, smirking and offering whispered thoughts to each other about her recent behavior as being a bit forward. She couldn’t really disagree, but then decided they could all suck it. And suck it hard. She wasn’t apologizing for her actions either to the strangers on the stagecoach or the two men she’d kissed.
In fact, her new mission was to find these men again before leaving the Old West Town park for perhaps a private tour, as it would kill two birds with one stone. Jocelyn still had to locate her sister. The private compound where the employees lived had a digital security net that the NSA would be envious of, but she wasn’t deterred. Dean had once said he lived behind the walls of a compound. She’d looked that information up and found it to be true. There was a walled-in area nearby. Were Dean’s “people” there? More importantly, was he there? Was Jenna?
Using the best toys her job as a computer security specialist had to offer, she’d already tried to hack into the system a couple of weeks back, expecting to get in without anyone even knowing she’d been there. However, the place made Fort Knox look like an easy mark.
She still wasn’t certain she’d gotten out without leaving a telltale sign she’d been rooting around there. She’d waited endlessly for someone to come pounding on her door to accuse her of hacking a private residence, but they hadn’t. At least not yet.
