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behind her. He handed her the hat then grabbed the reins with
one hand and put the other around her waist to pull her back
against him.
As shaken up as she was, Cassie still
noticed how good his body felt against hers, his strong thighs
pressed against hers on the fender of the saddle. His warmth
pressed against her back warmed the coldness that had settled in
her chest. And he smelled so damned good. Like soap, sunshine and
sexy warm male. A little moan escaped her when she took a deep
breath wanting to inhale his essence.
His arm tightened against her waist.
"Something hurting you?" His voice was a gruff whisper against her
ear.
Just her inability to resist the big sexy
man behind her. "No, really--I'm just shook up." She shivered, not
entirely from her ordeal. His hot breath on her ear was causing all
kinds of havoc to her system. "I hate snakes," she said and wiggled
her behind in the saddle trying to get comfortable.
Luke groaned behind her and she felt a large
very hard ridge press against her bottom. Cassie wanted to groan
herself now, but sat perfectly still instead and said, "Sorry."
"Just sit still," he begged his voice low
and tortured as he rested his chin on her shoulder, and rubbed his
jaw against her hair. "God, how the hell can you still do this to
me?" He sounded amazed and then she felt his tongue lick at the
side of her neck before he sucked her earlobe between his firm
lips.
"Luke, stop," she told him heatedly then
slid forward in the saddle. "That can't happen."
"Why not? We're grownups, darlin' and surely
you remember how good it was between us."
He licked her again and she leaned away from
his exploring mouth, which felt way too good. "Because I'm
engaged."
"And?"
"And I'm not interested," she said with
finality, although that little devil that rode her shoulder
occasionally called her a liar.
His hand moved up from her waist to cup her
breast and his thumb brushed over her pebbled nipple causing her to
shiver. "Liar."
She slapped his hand away. "Just get me back
to my freaking horse please."
He chuckled then nudged the horse to a trot.
"Yes ma'am."
When they reached Bud, he was beside
himself, and quickly slid off his horse and ran over to them. "You
alright Cassie Bee?" he asked putting a hand on her calf.
"I'm good, Bud. Just shook up. Damned snake
scared me and I squeezed Honey like I've never ridden before and a
limb got me. Poor darlin' is probably scared to death."
"Ain't too worried about the horse, girl."
His voice was gruff and concerned. "Are you sure you're not hurt?
We need to take you to the doc to have you checked out?"
"No--I'm fine," she almost shouted. She was
tired of saying it. Why wouldn't these two believe her? She elbowed
Luke in the ribs and he grunted. "Get down." Once he was standing
on the ground, she tossed her leg over the saddle, but before she
could slide to the ground, she felt Luke's hands at her waist
lifting her down.
Her legs weren't all that steady when she
landed, so she was glad he did. She pulled away from him then
staggered over to where Honey was ground tied, her reins dragging
in the dirt. Cassie grabbed them up and the mare looked at her with
scared brown eyes. She scratched the side of Honey's neck and cooed
into her ear, "It's okay, baby girl, it was my fault, not yours."
She whispered encouragement in the mare's ear a few more minutes,
then eased the reins over her head and mounted her.
"What's the next number, Bud?" She asked him
with fierce determination then patted her hat down on her head.
They had a job to finish, and it wasn't going to be because of her
they didn't finish.
"No way, Cassie Bee. We're going back now,"
Bud told her seriously and mounted his horse. "We'll finish up
tomorrow."
"We'll finish up today." She told him
through gritted teeth. "What's the next number?"
Bud studied her intently for a second.
"You're as stubborn as your daddy,
one hand and put the other around her waist to pull her back
against him.
As shaken up as she was, Cassie still
noticed how good his body felt against hers, his strong thighs
pressed against hers on the fender of the saddle. His warmth
pressed against her back warmed the coldness that had settled in
her chest. And he smelled so damned good. Like soap, sunshine and
sexy warm male. A little moan escaped her when she took a deep
breath wanting to inhale his essence.
His arm tightened against her waist.
"Something hurting you?" His voice was a gruff whisper against her
ear.
Just her inability to resist the big sexy
man behind her. "No, really--I'm just shook up." She shivered, not
entirely from her ordeal. His hot breath on her ear was causing all
kinds of havoc to her system. "I hate snakes," she said and wiggled
her behind in the saddle trying to get comfortable.
Luke groaned behind her and she felt a large
very hard ridge press against her bottom. Cassie wanted to groan
herself now, but sat perfectly still instead and said, "Sorry."
"Just sit still," he begged his voice low
and tortured as he rested his chin on her shoulder, and rubbed his
jaw against her hair. "God, how the hell can you still do this to
me?" He sounded amazed and then she felt his tongue lick at the
side of her neck before he sucked her earlobe between his firm
lips.
"Luke, stop," she told him heatedly then
slid forward in the saddle. "That can't happen."
"Why not? We're grownups, darlin' and surely
you remember how good it was between us."
He licked her again and she leaned away from
his exploring mouth, which felt way too good. "Because I'm
engaged."
"And?"
"And I'm not interested," she said with
finality, although that little devil that rode her shoulder
occasionally called her a liar.
His hand moved up from her waist to cup her
breast and his thumb brushed over her pebbled nipple causing her to
shiver. "Liar."
She slapped his hand away. "Just get me back
to my freaking horse please."
He chuckled then nudged the horse to a trot.
"Yes ma'am."
When they reached Bud, he was beside
himself, and quickly slid off his horse and ran over to them. "You
alright Cassie Bee?" he asked putting a hand on her calf.
"I'm good, Bud. Just shook up. Damned snake
scared me and I squeezed Honey like I've never ridden before and a
limb got me. Poor darlin' is probably scared to death."
"Ain't too worried about the horse, girl."
His voice was gruff and concerned. "Are you sure you're not hurt?
We need to take you to the doc to have you checked out?"
"No--I'm fine," she almost shouted. She was
tired of saying it. Why wouldn't these two believe her? She elbowed
Luke in the ribs and he grunted. "Get down." Once he was standing
on the ground, she tossed her leg over the saddle, but before she
could slide to the ground, she felt Luke's hands at her waist
lifting her down.
Her legs weren't all that steady when she
landed, so she was glad he did. She pulled away from him then
staggered over to where Honey was ground tied, her reins dragging
in the dirt. Cassie grabbed them up and the mare looked at her with
scared brown eyes. She scratched the side of Honey's neck and cooed
into her ear, "It's okay, baby girl, it was my fault, not yours."
She whispered encouragement in the mare's ear a few more minutes,
then eased the reins over her head and mounted her.
"What's the next number, Bud?" She asked him
with fierce determination then patted her hat down on her head.
They had a job to finish, and it wasn't going to be because of her
they didn't finish.
"No way, Cassie Bee. We're going back now,"
Bud told her seriously and mounted his horse. "We'll finish up
tomorrow."
"We'll finish up today." She told him
through gritted teeth. "What's the next number?"
Bud studied her intently for a second.
"You're as stubborn as your daddy,
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