Page 8 of Riding Cowgirl


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I stare toward Tex, his dark eyes intense again. I’ve missed this. A human being caring about whatI want, whatI need.

“I started hiking. I go on my own early in the morning and carry the volt stick of course. Lots of wilderness out there. The peace and quiet is everything, and I bring my sketchbook.” An urge to grab the small pad from my purse wavers over me. I’d love to show him my sketches, but my purse is back at the resort in Amarillo due to the kidnapping.

Again, I should be angry, but a huge part of me is everything but. I’m happy to be lying next to Tex. Excited for where his hand will fall. Excited for what he’ll say next. Lord knows it’ll be interesting.

“Do you really think he’s been cheating on me?” I know the answer before I ask the question. Deep down. I know.

He laughs under his breath. “Are we still debating that, really? The asshole isn’t the settling down type, mama. Hate to tell you.”

I cock my head to the side. “Guess that runs in the family.” It’s a low blow and I know he’s already taken a few of those today, but I can’t help myself. It’s out there hanging and deep down I know that if Tex hadn’t left, he and I would be married. We’d be married, and we’d probably have a few kids by now. A few kids in a little cabin, and I’d be painting in that flowy top he described a few minutes ago.

A low grumble emanates from his throat. “Your mouth is getting you into trouble. Better quit unless you’re willing to pay the price.”

“What’s the price?”

Darkness flickers in his eyes and he lifts on top of me again. He leans toward my lips, hovering over my frame. “Keep fucking around and you’re gonna find out.”

My clit throbs harder than it has in years and every part of me is desperate to rub against him, to feel his rough hands against my skin. My hips lift instinctually, and his hand grips my waist.

I’m going to lose it. I’m an uncontrollable whore for this man.And why?He’s done nothing romantic. He’s forced me here against my will. He’s using me as leverage to get money from his brother,assuming I believe that story.Right now, the way he’s looking at me, I’d guess he were still in love. I’d guess we were the same exact people we were years ago… but better, wiser, hornier.

I drag in a deep breath and hold his stare. If the giant pulls away, so will I.

He doesn’t.

Chapter Four

Tex

“Do you love him?” I hold my breath. “Even a little?”

Sierra stares up at me, her heart beating hard enough that I can hear it. “I was going to marry him eight hours ago.”

“That doesn’t mean anything. Answer my question. Do you love him?”

She bites the side of her lip and looks away before glancing toward me once again. “I don’t want anything bad to happen to him.”

“That’s not an answer.”

“It is. I must love him if I don’t want anything bad to happen to him.”

“You’re joking, right?”

She narrows her brows. “No. Why would that be a joke?”

“Because I don’t want anything bad to happen to my mail lady, but I don’t love her.”

“It’s not the same thing, Tex.”

“It is.” I narrow my focus from her soft lips to her eyes. “Do you love him like you loved me?”

She balks at the question. “You and I were different.”

“How?”

“Stop, Tex. What good does this do?”

She’s pinned beneath me, my cock hard as a fucking rock. All I need are the words, something to hold on to. “How were we different, mama?”

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