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Then another, and another, until the sky opened up. She was soaked within seconds. Lightening lit the sky and she jumped. She ran from Pugly’s pen, latching the gate.
“We’re too far from the house. We’re closer to a cabin.” He surprised her by grabbing her hand and leading her toward the edge of the woods.
“Isn’t someone staying there?” She followed him through the slippery trail, being hammered with drops of rain that stung her exposed skin. A pounding echoed through the trees as dread rushed over her. “Oh no! Is that hail?”
“Let’s hurry. The cabin’s empty.”
Although DJ couldn’t run, he kept a steady pace along the path. Pearl could have run ahead, but she found she couldn’t leave him behind. She wasn’t even sure she could run if she had to. His fingers entwined with hers made her heartbeat skip and her knees weak. If she moved too fast, she’d probably land on her face in the dirt.
They reached the door of the cabin and he pulled a key from his front pocket. “The master key. Good thing I always keep this on me when I’m out on the property.”
He unlocked the door and pushed it open just as another strike of lightning struck a nearby tree. She squealed and darted into the cabin. The bottom of her boots were slick and she went sliding, straight into DJ’s arms. She lifted her chin, looking into the most amazing eyes she’d ever seen. He didn’t remove his hold on her as he dragged his hat off his head. Drops of water dripped from the ends of his hair, spilling onto his face and shoulders. Their breaths mingled as she planted her hands on his chest, meaning to push away, but instead enjoying the feel of his iron-hard muscles underneath her trembling fingers.
Pearl could do nothing but stand there, gazing up at him and wishing he’d just kiss her. But he stood frozen.
She wanted to say something, but she couldn’t speak. How had he managed to make her so crazy about him? She’d always been a little crazy over him, she guessed. What a surprise this all turned out to be.
He slipped his arms around her waist. She didn’t resist as he pulled her against the hard plains of his stomach and hips. His fingers pressed her spine, just above her bottom. He continued to stare into her eyes, mesmerizing her. “You found it in yourself to forgive Pugly. How about forgiving his owner?” His tone soothed her.
She smiled. Her gaze naturally fell to his lips. Full and kissable. A naughty smirk made one corner of his mouth lift. She could get used to this, being held by a sexy cowboy.
Slowly lowering her hands along the toned muscles of his biceps, she squeezed. “I think that can be arranged.”
DJ bent his head back and laughed. “That’s good to hear.” Still holding her, he kicked the door closed with his boot, pulled her further into the room and reached above her shoulder. The lights came on.
“Wow. This place is beautiful.” Strings of twinkling lights hung from corner to corner of the ceiling. The soft lighting, the rustic decorations, and stone fireplace all seemed fitting for a romantic getaway. The bed was covered in a satin, red comforter with ribbon accents, reminding her of Christmas. If that were the case, DJ would be the best present she’d have received since she was a kid.
His hand moved from her back and lowered to her bottom. He clasped one cheek and a growl slipped from his lips. He never ceased to amaze her—and she liked it. “You look a tad bit cold, sweetheart.”
She followed the trail of his gaze and gasped. Her nipples were clearly visible underneath the thin shirt. For the second time in two days, she was giving him a peep show. “Maybe a little.”
“No worries, darlin’. I’ll have you taken care of in no time at all.” He lifted her off her feet, his hands planted securely on the backs of her thighs and she rested against his chest.
Squealing, she reached up and grabbed his shoulders. “What are you doing?”
“Taking care of
“We’re too far from the house. We’re closer to a cabin.” He surprised her by grabbing her hand and leading her toward the edge of the woods.
“Isn’t someone staying there?” She followed him through the slippery trail, being hammered with drops of rain that stung her exposed skin. A pounding echoed through the trees as dread rushed over her. “Oh no! Is that hail?”
“Let’s hurry. The cabin’s empty.”
Although DJ couldn’t run, he kept a steady pace along the path. Pearl could have run ahead, but she found she couldn’t leave him behind. She wasn’t even sure she could run if she had to. His fingers entwined with hers made her heartbeat skip and her knees weak. If she moved too fast, she’d probably land on her face in the dirt.
They reached the door of the cabin and he pulled a key from his front pocket. “The master key. Good thing I always keep this on me when I’m out on the property.”
He unlocked the door and pushed it open just as another strike of lightning struck a nearby tree. She squealed and darted into the cabin. The bottom of her boots were slick and she went sliding, straight into DJ’s arms. She lifted her chin, looking into the most amazing eyes she’d ever seen. He didn’t remove his hold on her as he dragged his hat off his head. Drops of water dripped from the ends of his hair, spilling onto his face and shoulders. Their breaths mingled as she planted her hands on his chest, meaning to push away, but instead enjoying the feel of his iron-hard muscles underneath her trembling fingers.
Pearl could do nothing but stand there, gazing up at him and wishing he’d just kiss her. But he stood frozen.
She wanted to say something, but she couldn’t speak. How had he managed to make her so crazy about him? She’d always been a little crazy over him, she guessed. What a surprise this all turned out to be.
He slipped his arms around her waist. She didn’t resist as he pulled her against the hard plains of his stomach and hips. His fingers pressed her spine, just above her bottom. He continued to stare into her eyes, mesmerizing her. “You found it in yourself to forgive Pugly. How about forgiving his owner?” His tone soothed her.
She smiled. Her gaze naturally fell to his lips. Full and kissable. A naughty smirk made one corner of his mouth lift. She could get used to this, being held by a sexy cowboy.
Slowly lowering her hands along the toned muscles of his biceps, she squeezed. “I think that can be arranged.”
DJ bent his head back and laughed. “That’s good to hear.” Still holding her, he kicked the door closed with his boot, pulled her further into the room and reached above her shoulder. The lights came on.
“Wow. This place is beautiful.” Strings of twinkling lights hung from corner to corner of the ceiling. The soft lighting, the rustic decorations, and stone fireplace all seemed fitting for a romantic getaway. The bed was covered in a satin, red comforter with ribbon accents, reminding her of Christmas. If that were the case, DJ would be the best present she’d have received since she was a kid.
His hand moved from her back and lowered to her bottom. He clasped one cheek and a growl slipped from his lips. He never ceased to amaze her—and she liked it. “You look a tad bit cold, sweetheart.”
She followed the trail of his gaze and gasped. Her nipples were clearly visible underneath the thin shirt. For the second time in two days, she was giving him a peep show. “Maybe a little.”
“No worries, darlin’. I’ll have you taken care of in no time at all.” He lifted her off her feet, his hands planted securely on the backs of her thighs and she rested against his chest.
Squealing, she reached up and grabbed his shoulders. “What are you doing?”
“Taking care of
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