happens that Romeo also
owns a guest ranch where you can make yourself comfortable while
you wait. Unless there was somewhere pressing you had to be today
Miss Scott?”
She blanched at the pointed question, and
suddenly Roman had more questions he wanted answers to. The only
way he was going to get an opportunity to talk to her more was to
agree to this harebrained scam of Brandon’s.
“ Absolutely. I’m sure
Bran—err—Sheriff Bowers will help me put your bike in the back end
of the truck, and we’ll head straight out to Crawley Creek to have
Vin take a look. You can use one of the guest rooms or pick out a
guest cabin if you want.” Roman gave Franki his most charming
smile. She relaxed a bit, but her wariness of him was still
there.
“ I don’t even know you.
Why would I get in a car with you?” she asked, cocking her hip and
crossing her arms. The move highlighted her lush curves, and Roman
felt his mouth dry up as his cock hardened behind his
zipper.
“ I’ll vouch for him, Miss
Scott, but if you’d prefer, I can drive you out to the ranch
myself. There’s only one other place to get a room around here and
that’s the Motel 8 down the highway a bit. Their continental
breakfast isn’t nearly as good as Marilyn’s french toast, I
guarantee ya.”
At her frown of confusion, Roman filled in
the gaps, “Marilyn is the housekeeper and cook on the ranch. And
he’s right, her french toast is to die for.”
After several moments, Franki finally
sighed, and nodded, “Fine, but before I agree to this, I want to
make a quick phone call to tell someone where I’ll be. That way, if
I disappear, the feds will know to start investigating the town of
Montford for a corrupt sheriff and his ignorant sidekick.” She
stomped off in the direction of the convenience store, and Roman
watched the sway of her hips with a stupid grin on his face. He
loved the way she smarted back and stood up for herself. How long
had it been since a woman made him hard without removing a single
piece of clothing?
About
the Author
Best-selling author, Lori King, is also a full-time wife
and mother of three boys. Although she rarely has time to just
enjoy feminine pursuits; at heart she is a hopeless
romantic. She spends her days dreaming up Alpha men, and her
nights telling their stories. An admitted TV and book
junkie, she can be found relaxing with a steamy story, or binging
in an entire season of some show online. She gives her parents all
the credit for her unique sense of humor and acceptance of all
forms of love. There are no two loves alike, but you can love more
than one with your whole heart.
With
the motto: Live, Laugh, and Love like today is your only chance,
she will continue to write as long as you continue to read. Thank
you for taking the time to indulge in a good Happily Ever After
with her. Find out more about her
current projects at http://lorikingbooks.com ,
or look her up on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/LoriKingBooks or Twitter: https://twitter.com/LoriKingBooks
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owns a guest ranch where you can make yourself comfortable while
you wait. Unless there was somewhere pressing you had to be today
Miss Scott?”
She blanched at the pointed question, and
suddenly Roman had more questions he wanted answers to. The only
way he was going to get an opportunity to talk to her more was to
agree to this harebrained scam of Brandon’s.
“ Absolutely. I’m sure
Bran—err—Sheriff Bowers will help me put your bike in the back end
of the truck, and we’ll head straight out to Crawley Creek to have
Vin take a look. You can use one of the guest rooms or pick out a
guest cabin if you want.” Roman gave Franki his most charming
smile. She relaxed a bit, but her wariness of him was still
there.
“ I don’t even know you.
Why would I get in a car with you?” she asked, cocking her hip and
crossing her arms. The move highlighted her lush curves, and Roman
felt his mouth dry up as his cock hardened behind his
zipper.
“ I’ll vouch for him, Miss
Scott, but if you’d prefer, I can drive you out to the ranch
myself. There’s only one other place to get a room around here and
that’s the Motel 8 down the highway a bit. Their continental
breakfast isn’t nearly as good as Marilyn’s french toast, I
guarantee ya.”
At her frown of confusion, Roman filled in
the gaps, “Marilyn is the housekeeper and cook on the ranch. And
he’s right, her french toast is to die for.”
After several moments, Franki finally
sighed, and nodded, “Fine, but before I agree to this, I want to
make a quick phone call to tell someone where I’ll be. That way, if
I disappear, the feds will know to start investigating the town of
Montford for a corrupt sheriff and his ignorant sidekick.” She
stomped off in the direction of the convenience store, and Roman
watched the sway of her hips with a stupid grin on his face. He
loved the way she smarted back and stood up for herself. How long
had it been since a woman made him hard without removing a single
piece of clothing?
About
the Author
Best-selling author, Lori King, is also a full-time wife
and mother of three boys. Although she rarely has time to just
enjoy feminine pursuits; at heart she is a hopeless
romantic. She spends her days dreaming up Alpha men, and her
nights telling their stories. An admitted TV and book
junkie, she can be found relaxing with a steamy story, or binging
in an entire season of some show online. She gives her parents all
the credit for her unique sense of humor and acceptance of all
forms of love. There are no two loves alike, but you can love more
than one with your whole heart.
With
the motto: Live, Laugh, and Love like today is your only chance,
she will continue to write as long as you continue to read. Thank
you for taking the time to indulge in a good Happily Ever After
with her. Find out more about her
current projects at http://lorikingbooks.com ,
or look her up on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/LoriKingBooks or Twitter: https://twitter.com/LoriKingBooks
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