Page 87 of Cowboy Under Siege


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When they reached the barn, she led him through the big open door. The scent of straw and horse filled his nose, and one beast in the back corner nickered in greeting.

She turned her head toward the mare that was one of her favorites but continued pulling Jaren along through the barn. When she stopped in front of some hay bales stacked up, she gave him a little shove.

He shot her a look. “You want to tell me what I’m doing here?”

“Take a peek behind the bales.”

The excitement on her face filled him as well. He let go of her hand and slowly approached the stack. When he rounded the corner, he let out a gasp and stopped in his tracks.

“Trinny!”

“A Harley-Davidson Breakout Milwaukee-Eight 117.” She bounced around to look at his face.

The motorcycle was exactly like the model that blew up, only newer. And he was speechless.

“My god, woman. This is the best surprise. I never guessed. How did you get it here?”

“Judd helped. He said you wouldn’t want this bike as tricked out as it could be because you’d want to make custom improvements yourself.”

He nodded, stunned into silence as he circled the bike.

She neared him and slipped her arm around his waist. “You like it?”

“I love it. I loveyou.” He yanked her off her feet and into his arms, swaying with her to the music they couldn’t hear from the party but their song still played in their heads.

He lowered his lips to hers. Passion sparked, and all the joy flooded in. He swung her up to sit on one of the bales, then wedged his hips between her splayed thighs. “First you’re going to take a ride—on my cock.”

Her eyes blazed.

“Then we’ll take the bike out on the open road and I’m going to show it off—and my girl.”

“Your girl?” She laughed.

“My love. My lover.” He captured her lips in a kiss that spiraled out of control for long minutes before he made good on his promise.

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