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okay. Nothing’s changed. Still on the pill. And before you ask, Nate always used one.”
“Good to know.”
She tilted her head to one side. “Your frown says differently. Come on. I’m about to melt in a puddle, and I’d love to see how well you’ve nested.”
“You mean, if I learned anything from living with you.”
Tessa smiled. “Something like that.”
Rex grinned back. “I think you’ll be pleased.” He shouldered open the truck door, disappeared, then reappeared with her bags and had the house unlocked a second before she reached the porch.
Still smiling, he pushed the door open and ushered her in with a sweep of his arm.
A cacophony of color embraced Tessa when she stepped inside. He’d added flourish to the dark blue sofa and chair—pillows in light jewel tones, and a peach-and-sherbet rose-in-bloom afghan—along with lace doilies of peacock blue under the lamps with magnolia-blossom designs on the two maple end tables.
“It’s beautiful.” And lifted her spirits more than she could say.
“See? I paid attention.” He set her bags down. “Go check out my bedroom.”
Tessa walked to the largest bedroom and slid the case door aside. A patchwork quilt added country charm to the queen-size bed. “It’s beautiful. Where did you find it?” she asked, smiling.
“A yard sale.”
Feigning a gasp, she spun around, hand to chest. “Oh my God, where’s Rex Williams, and what have you done to him?”
“Ha-ha.” He stepped around her and went over to the bed, where he folded the quilt back. “Come on.” He patted the pillowed mattress. Downy comfort beckoned. “A rest will do us both good.”
“I’m hot and sweaty.” But it was oh so tempting. The long night, the flight, the turmoil of emotions, and hot sex had taken their toll.
Rex wrapped his arm around her shoulder. “Me too.”
“You’re crawling into bed with me?” She sank to the edge of the bed.
“Damn straight.”
He knelt at her feet and tugged her sneakers off, kneaded her toes before he peeled her socks away.
Emotion clawed for freedom. Her body automatically tensed with the internal battle for control, a battle she had no hope of winning. Tears burst free, pouring in torrents down her face. Sobs overcame the words. She couldn’t see him through the tears, but he hadn’t moved. Tessa hated people seeing her like this, hated when her emotions were rough and raw, an entity all their own. Hated feeling vulnerable. Hated the ache that squeezed her heart.
Rex wrapped his arms around her. She clung to him, let him strip her down to her underwear, always keeping one hand on her, tethering her to this world… his world. Before she realized it, he had her under the covers, with him spooned around her.
“It’s okay,” he said.
No, it wasn’t. It hadn’t been okay for a long time. Tessa had little hope it would ever be right again. It was never going to work. She was never going to stay here, and they were never going to leave. In a couple of days, she’d be gone, and back in her safe, lonely little world, where her heart wouldn’t succumb to the sight, scent, and feel of a cowboy wrapped around her. And God, Rex was heaven.
In a few days. But for now…
Tessa dried her tears and blew her nose on the tissue Rex passed her way. She could tell him to leave, and he probably would. That it would serve no purpose to stay on this path. That they would only wind up hurting each other again. Instead, she cuddled into him, closed her eyes, drank her fill of his scent, and fell asleep.
Chapter Six
Curiosity made Tyler look toward the ranch. Perched on a small rise overlooking the place, he had a good view. Not a perfect view, but a damned good view of Rex and Tessa intertwined against the fence. It shot a thrill to the tips of his fingers, toes, and his rock-hard cock. He could feel every thrust Rex made into her, feel her pussy clenched in ecstasy. He’d nearly come with them.
Then Rex carried her toward the ranch
“Good to know.”
She tilted her head to one side. “Your frown says differently. Come on. I’m about to melt in a puddle, and I’d love to see how well you’ve nested.”
“You mean, if I learned anything from living with you.”
Tessa smiled. “Something like that.”
Rex grinned back. “I think you’ll be pleased.” He shouldered open the truck door, disappeared, then reappeared with her bags and had the house unlocked a second before she reached the porch.
Still smiling, he pushed the door open and ushered her in with a sweep of his arm.
A cacophony of color embraced Tessa when she stepped inside. He’d added flourish to the dark blue sofa and chair—pillows in light jewel tones, and a peach-and-sherbet rose-in-bloom afghan—along with lace doilies of peacock blue under the lamps with magnolia-blossom designs on the two maple end tables.
“It’s beautiful.” And lifted her spirits more than she could say.
“See? I paid attention.” He set her bags down. “Go check out my bedroom.”
Tessa walked to the largest bedroom and slid the case door aside. A patchwork quilt added country charm to the queen-size bed. “It’s beautiful. Where did you find it?” she asked, smiling.
“A yard sale.”
Feigning a gasp, she spun around, hand to chest. “Oh my God, where’s Rex Williams, and what have you done to him?”
“Ha-ha.” He stepped around her and went over to the bed, where he folded the quilt back. “Come on.” He patted the pillowed mattress. Downy comfort beckoned. “A rest will do us both good.”
“I’m hot and sweaty.” But it was oh so tempting. The long night, the flight, the turmoil of emotions, and hot sex had taken their toll.
Rex wrapped his arm around her shoulder. “Me too.”
“You’re crawling into bed with me?” She sank to the edge of the bed.
“Damn straight.”
He knelt at her feet and tugged her sneakers off, kneaded her toes before he peeled her socks away.
Emotion clawed for freedom. Her body automatically tensed with the internal battle for control, a battle she had no hope of winning. Tears burst free, pouring in torrents down her face. Sobs overcame the words. She couldn’t see him through the tears, but he hadn’t moved. Tessa hated people seeing her like this, hated when her emotions were rough and raw, an entity all their own. Hated feeling vulnerable. Hated the ache that squeezed her heart.
Rex wrapped his arms around her. She clung to him, let him strip her down to her underwear, always keeping one hand on her, tethering her to this world… his world. Before she realized it, he had her under the covers, with him spooned around her.
“It’s okay,” he said.
No, it wasn’t. It hadn’t been okay for a long time. Tessa had little hope it would ever be right again. It was never going to work. She was never going to stay here, and they were never going to leave. In a couple of days, she’d be gone, and back in her safe, lonely little world, where her heart wouldn’t succumb to the sight, scent, and feel of a cowboy wrapped around her. And God, Rex was heaven.
In a few days. But for now…
Tessa dried her tears and blew her nose on the tissue Rex passed her way. She could tell him to leave, and he probably would. That it would serve no purpose to stay on this path. That they would only wind up hurting each other again. Instead, she cuddled into him, closed her eyes, drank her fill of his scent, and fell asleep.
Chapter Six
Curiosity made Tyler look toward the ranch. Perched on a small rise overlooking the place, he had a good view. Not a perfect view, but a damned good view of Rex and Tessa intertwined against the fence. It shot a thrill to the tips of his fingers, toes, and his rock-hard cock. He could feel every thrust Rex made into her, feel her pussy clenched in ecstasy. He’d nearly come with them.
Then Rex carried her toward the ranch
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