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muzzle. The old horse seemed to approve because she nodded her head and snorted several times. “I like you, too, Midnight,” she said, moving to the side to get a handhold on the saddle.
    “Here.” Colt held out his hand, and she raised her knee. Immediately she was whisked into the air to sit astride the old black mare.
    Colt placed a black cowboy hat on his head and flashed her a grin before effortlessly mounting his horse. He whistled, and the two Irish wolfhounds rose and stretched their legs. “Come on, you lazy good for nothing hounds. You can come for a ride, too. You’re getting idle in your old age.”
    Kat giggled as the dogs slowly padded out onto the parched dry earth of the yard. “I think you’ve upset them.”
    “Not for long. They love to run alongside the horses.” A quick flick of the reins saw them on their way down a track and onto the hundred acres of land that made up his ranch. After a while he turned and asked, “Would you like to up the pace?”
    There was nothing she’d enjoy more, and she urged her horse to go faster. Soon they were galloping along the dusty, winding track. The wolfhounds kept up as their loping gait quickened. Kat knew her face held a smile. The sound of pounding hooves sent the blood racing through her veins. Coming back to Fairfax had been the best thing she’d ever done. Colt moved ahead, his long, lean physique at one with his horse. He’d never looked more at ease with himself. Her heart was beginning to open up to him. If he kept chipping away at her armor, she knew she’d fall for him in a big way. The only worry on the horizon was his preference for a BDSM lifestyle. She guessed she’d do as he suggested and read more about it. That way there could be no misunderstanding.

Chapter Nine

    Stretched out on the picnic blanket with a hat protecting his face, the warmth of the sun beat relentlessly down onto Colt’s body. Surely this was perfect? A warm wind whipping through the trees, a glass of chilled wine, some cold cuts of meat, and a beautiful woman lying next to him. He breathed in. Nope, it couldn’t get more perfect than this.
    He raised his hat and stared at her. She looked totally relaxed, chewing a piece of grass. Occasionally, he’d hear her hum a familiar tune. The dogs were lying in the shade of a big oak tree. Once in a while they’d open an eye or flick their tails. Colt lay back and covered his face with his hat once again, listening to the soft neighs of the horses tethered close by. The gentle buzz of a bee caught his attention as it went about its business.
    Within a few minutes, Kat moved across and rested her head on his shoulder. “Tell me how you came to set up Club Fusion, Colt. Why do you choose to run a sex club?”
    He wrapped an arm around her and held her close, stroking a hand into her soft dark hair. “I guess it all started when I met Angie. As you know, we were both into the BDSM lifestyle.
    “Angie suggested running a club where like-minded couples could meet and talk. When I looked into the logistics, it seemed a lucrative way of making money.”
    “What was Angie like?”
    “Why?”
    “I’d just like to know, that’s all. She seems to have played a key part in your life. You spent six years with her. That’s a long time to be with someone. Besides, there aren’t any pictures of her around the house. I just want to fill in the gaps.”
    He shouldn’t be surprised that Kat was starting to ask questions. He guessed she wanted to know all about him. There were some things he knew would be difficult to reveal. To be honest, he’d always pushed those thoughts from his mind. Sometimes it was best not to think too deeply.
    “You don’t need to be jealous of Angie, Kat. We split up a long time ago.”
    “I’m not jealous.”
    “Are you sure? You already want to redecorate the bedroom.” Colt guessed jealousy had a part to play because he couldn’t tolerate the idea of her with any other man, either.
    Kat