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“Uh...cheese?”
He smirked. “What?”
“Do you want cheese?”
“Sure. I’ll just have it however you do.”
I pulled myself together and tore my gaze away from him and the fact that I could see his nipple piercing through the fabric of his thin white tank.
“Hope you like it spicy then.”
“I’m not afraid of a little heat.”
Chapter Six
JAMESON
We’d been at this for two straight days now, and this dancing around each other thing we were doing was getting old. I didn’t have time to waste on polite and respectful boundaries with this man. Not when my career was on the line. Honestly, couldn’t he see that? This wasn’t just about him. I wouldn’t go down in flames because he refused to do the work.
I poured myself a coffee and added a splash of milk before striding outside with my guitar to sit on the front porch. Needing some fresh air and clarity before I figured out how I was going to attack this problem that was Killian Wilde. Before my morning of working the ranch with Killian, I’d operated on the misguided notion that daybreak in the country would mean calm, peaceful scenery and, above all, quiet. Now I knew better. At least, here on Wilde Horse Ranch, anyway.
The sounds of the ranch filtered to my ears as soon as I stepped out the door, accompanied by the scents of livestock. Horses, in particular. An earthy odor of wet grass, dirt, and manure. It wasn’t the most pleasant aroma, but I’d smelled so much worse after years on tightly packed tour buses with my crew, especially after long nights on stage, followed by longer ones drinking ourselves into oblivion.
Sharp whistles followed by the calls of cowboys as they worked with a herd of horses had me glancing to my left at the pasture beyond a fence that demarcated the end of Killian’s property. Not ready to start playing yet, I leaned my guitar against the house and stood, collecting my mug and giving in to curiosity. I strode down the porch steps and across the front garden until I reached the fence so I could stalk the cowboys and see them in action. Was Killian out there, distracting himself from me? Avoiding me?
“You must be Jameson,” a soft feminine voice said from behind me.
Turning on my heels, I came face to face with a pretty brunette with big blue eyes and a sweet mouth absolutely made for kissing.
“That’s me. I see my reputation precedes me. What did he tell you, then? Go on. Do your worst.”
She took up the place next to me, leaning against the fence with a grin. She wore a pair of cowboy boots with turquoise detail on the toe and heel, a pair of jeans that hugged her curves perfectly, and a Wilde Horse Ranch T-shirt similar to the one Killian had worn.
“I’m Sera. Sutton’s wife.”
“Lovely to meet you. Your husband’s certainly a lucky man.”
“Yeah, he is. How’s my brother-in-law treating you?”
“He’s…hesitant to accept any of this.”
She heaved a sigh. “Killian’s a complicated man.”
“I’m beginning to understand that.”
“I could throttle Sutton for not telling him you were coming. I swear, the men in my life are one bad decision away from ruining their lives at all times.”
I cocked a brow and looked at her. “They’re a wild bunch, then?”
“You don’t know the half of it.”
“I’m not busy, clearly.” I gestured to myself and then the wide expanse of the ranch property.
Her laughter made me smile. “I’d have you here for hours if I told you every story. I have four brothers back at Ryker Ranch, plus these idiots I gained through marriage. I’m surrounded by testosterone.”
“Sounds like it.”
I’d heard of Ryker Ranch from the smash hit reality TV show Saddle Up. They were quite famous even in the UK, though I hadn’t ever had time to watch an episode. By the look of these cowboys, I’d missed the boat on that one.
