![Adams, Eve - Trio [Gideon's Ring 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)](https://fs.dianahicksbooks.com/510895/thumbs/152x264/adams-eve-trio-gideons-ring-1-siren-publishing-menage-everlasting.jpg)
a weekend at the ranch—one for clothes and one for when they weren’t wearing any. “Do you need help with the rest of your bags?”
She swung her large brown eyes up to him, and Barrett had to suck in a breath. Her eyes sparkled with defiance through her glasses, with uncertainty. And more than anything else, fear. It wasn’t the kind of fear that excited a sub. No, this fear meant so much more. Seeing it flash in her eyes made him feel it, too.
Damn it.
He’d scared her. Him. This was his fault that she now sat out in the cold waiting for a cab that would more than likely never come. When it snowed, the long, winding road up to the ranch could be dangerous to travel on. The ranch owned several ATVs and snow mobiles as backup just in case.
Barrett lifted his gaze to the sky. Thick grayish-white clouds hung low like a dense fog. With the temperature continuing to drop and from the looks of the fat clouds, the guests could be in for a longer stay than anticipated.
“I don’t have any other bags.”
“May I?” He motioned at the empty spot next to her.
“I’m leaving,” she repeated, her tone not quite as sure as before.
He sat, ignoring the numbing cold as the snow sank into his backside. “Heading to Holston to visit your brother?”
“I’m not sure. Maybe.”
“Travel is going to be tricky in this weather.”
“I’ll take my chances.”
“Fine. I’ll stay with you until your cab gets here, or until we freeze to death. Whichever comes first.”
She blinked at him and swept her pretty chestnut curls behind her ear. “Are you going to try and talk me into staying?”
He’d give anything to run his fingers through that hair. The mist from their breath combined and swirled above them, and he couldn’t help but want that to be them, twisting and joining together as one. “Do you want me to?”
She shrugged as her answer. “I left your charm up in my room, if that’s why you’re here.”
“That’s not why I’m here.”
“Then why?”
Hell, he didn’t even know the answer to that question. Ever since he’d spotted her in the bar, sitting alone, looking about as comfortable as a balloon in a cactus patch, he wanted to know more about her. Her innocent yet seductive look intrigued him. When Chris approached her first, it irritated Barrett. And then his cousin had made the signal that he needed a closer to come in and assist.
So assist Barrett did. And in return, he’d found himself even more intrigued. “Can I ask a question?”
“Sure.”
“Why did you come to the ranch?”
She drew in several breaths that had her high, firm breasts rising and lowering. Small, yet real. “My brother had the bright idea that I needed this.”
“Don’t you?”
Her laugh lifted into the air and slammed into his chest. He’d never heard a giggle so sweet and yet so sensual. “I don’t know what I need.”
An honest answer. Another thing he liked about her. “Did I do something to frighten you? Is that why you’re leaving? Listen, if you aren’t into BDSM, we don’t—”
“Oh, no. It isn’t that.” With wide eyes, she turned to him and placed her hand on his arm. The heat from her touch shot up his arm and coiled around his heart, which had him both curious and a bit alarmed.
His already throbbing cock ached at the thought of them taking their conversation from the bar to something more than talk. To see her running away, tail firmly planted between her pretty legs, made him wonder what he did to scare her. It had to have been him. Chris didn’t stick around long enough to say more than a few words.
“Then what is it?”
“Please don’t think it’s you. It isn’t. It’s me.”
He grinned and shook his head. When she crinkled her brow at him, he laughed. “The proverbial response when breaking up with someone.”
She laughed as well, and the sound would forever be imprinted o n his very soul. “That isn’t what I meant. Besides, it isn’t like we had a moment back
She swung her large brown eyes up to him, and Barrett had to suck in a breath. Her eyes sparkled with defiance through her glasses, with uncertainty. And more than anything else, fear. It wasn’t the kind of fear that excited a sub. No, this fear meant so much more. Seeing it flash in her eyes made him feel it, too.
Damn it.
He’d scared her. Him. This was his fault that she now sat out in the cold waiting for a cab that would more than likely never come. When it snowed, the long, winding road up to the ranch could be dangerous to travel on. The ranch owned several ATVs and snow mobiles as backup just in case.
Barrett lifted his gaze to the sky. Thick grayish-white clouds hung low like a dense fog. With the temperature continuing to drop and from the looks of the fat clouds, the guests could be in for a longer stay than anticipated.
“I don’t have any other bags.”
“May I?” He motioned at the empty spot next to her.
“I’m leaving,” she repeated, her tone not quite as sure as before.
He sat, ignoring the numbing cold as the snow sank into his backside. “Heading to Holston to visit your brother?”
“I’m not sure. Maybe.”
“Travel is going to be tricky in this weather.”
“I’ll take my chances.”
“Fine. I’ll stay with you until your cab gets here, or until we freeze to death. Whichever comes first.”
She blinked at him and swept her pretty chestnut curls behind her ear. “Are you going to try and talk me into staying?”
He’d give anything to run his fingers through that hair. The mist from their breath combined and swirled above them, and he couldn’t help but want that to be them, twisting and joining together as one. “Do you want me to?”
She shrugged as her answer. “I left your charm up in my room, if that’s why you’re here.”
“That’s not why I’m here.”
“Then why?”
Hell, he didn’t even know the answer to that question. Ever since he’d spotted her in the bar, sitting alone, looking about as comfortable as a balloon in a cactus patch, he wanted to know more about her. Her innocent yet seductive look intrigued him. When Chris approached her first, it irritated Barrett. And then his cousin had made the signal that he needed a closer to come in and assist.
So assist Barrett did. And in return, he’d found himself even more intrigued. “Can I ask a question?”
“Sure.”
“Why did you come to the ranch?”
She drew in several breaths that had her high, firm breasts rising and lowering. Small, yet real. “My brother had the bright idea that I needed this.”
“Don’t you?”
Her laugh lifted into the air and slammed into his chest. He’d never heard a giggle so sweet and yet so sensual. “I don’t know what I need.”
An honest answer. Another thing he liked about her. “Did I do something to frighten you? Is that why you’re leaving? Listen, if you aren’t into BDSM, we don’t—”
“Oh, no. It isn’t that.” With wide eyes, she turned to him and placed her hand on his arm. The heat from her touch shot up his arm and coiled around his heart, which had him both curious and a bit alarmed.
His already throbbing cock ached at the thought of them taking their conversation from the bar to something more than talk. To see her running away, tail firmly planted between her pretty legs, made him wonder what he did to scare her. It had to have been him. Chris didn’t stick around long enough to say more than a few words.
“Then what is it?”
“Please don’t think it’s you. It isn’t. It’s me.”
He grinned and shook his head. When she crinkled her brow at him, he laughed. “The proverbial response when breaking up with someone.”
She laughed as well, and the sound would forever be imprinted o n his very soul. “That isn’t what I meant. Besides, it isn’t like we had a moment back
Similar Books
