sweet spot, baby doll.”
She shivered with want.
“Maybe we oughta get off the floor, huh?” Cord eased back, snatched a kitchen towel and cleaned them up. Neither spoke as they dressed.
As AJ passed the hall mirror she caught sight of her reflection and nearly shrieked.
Tangled hair. Red and puffy lips. Bright eyes. She was an absolute mess.
Cord tugged her away from primping. “You look like a woman should, tousled and sexy, satisfied from good lovin’.”
AJ froze at the word “lovin’”.
Using that word doesn’t mean he loves you.
“What?”
“Nothing.” Her eyes studied his. “No regrets? You don’t look at me and feel guilty for messing around with the Swiss Miss Instant Cocoa Girl?”
He scowled. “No. Who the hell ever said that about you?”
“Your brother Colby called me that one time.”
“Consider the source. Colby’s a bonehead. That ain’t what I see at all when I look at you.”
“So, what do you see when you look at me?”
“Not Amy Jo, my son’s babysitter. When I noticed you dancin’ at the Golden Boot in that shamelessly brazen miniskirt and them naughty red panties, I started thinkin’ of you in terms of us naked together. A lot.”
Better than she’d hoped.
“What do you see when you look at me?” he asked.
“A hot rancher with a killer body, a wicked smile and even more wicked hands. A good man I trust.” A man I’ve been in love with my whole damn life.
“You know I’m too old for you, right?”
“I’d say experienced, not old.”
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“Right. But I’m such a selfish prick I ain’t lettin’ no other man touch you until I’ve had my fill of you.”
May that day never come, Cord McKay.
Cord framed her face in his hands. “I haven’t had my fill of you tonight, that’s for damn sure. But your thirty minutes are up, so it’ll have to wait until tomorrow night.”
“What if I can’t make it?”
“You will be here. We have a deal. Your nights are mine, AJ. If you miss a night, you will owe me a day. And don’t kid yourself for a single second that I won’t chase you down to collect.”
“I might enjoy you chasing after me for a change.”
“What?”
“Never mind.” She kissed the lines between his eyes. “Don’t scowl. It’ll give you wrinkles.”
“They’d go with the gray hair Ky’s givin’ me.”
She put her fingers over his lips. “Not another word about being old.”
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Chapter Eight
Kade volunteered for all the shit jobs around the McKay ranch. He’d avoided his brother and Colt when they weren’t working, even crashing at his folks’ house because sleeping at the Boars Nest made him uneasy.
Part of him wondered if what he’d seen really happened or if it was just another weird-assed dream fueled by alcohol.
Resting his forearm on the pitchfork, he took a breather and allowed his mind to drift. The night after the threesome with Jazz, he’d gone out with his cousin Dag and they’d returned to a house filled with drunken strangers. Dead tired, he’d dropped into bed. Dag had decided to stick around.
A few hours later Kade had stumbled to the kitchen for a bottle of water when he saw two naked bodies fucking on the living room floor.
Guys. Going at it like animals.
A skinny man was on his knees with his bony white ass hiked high in the air, his arms stretched above his head on the floor, wrists tied with a bandana and a gag shoved in his mouth. It was so dark Kade couldn’t see his face.
A bruiser with a crew cut was jacking off the skinny guy as he fucked his captive in the ass so savagely they both skidded across the carpet with dual groans of satisfaction.
By that time Kade decided he wasn’t so thirsty after all. He returned to bed. No sign of the horny guys in the morning, so he wondered if it hadn’t been some kind of homosexual dream. He sure wasn’t gonna ask Kane or Dag or Colt if they’d seen it
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