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into a bad mess,” she whispered.
He heard the apology coming on, and he didn’t want to listen to it. Royce didn’t want that worry on her face, either. And for reasons he really didn’t care to explore, he didn’t want her stepping away from him. He caught onto her arm when she started to move away, and he eased her back to him.
Another hug.
Yet more touching that he shouldn’t be doing.
But judging from the way she pulled in her breath, she needed it. What she didn’t need was any other contact with him. Definitely no kissing.
But then Sophie looked up at him at the exact moment that Royce looked down at her.
Their breath met.
The front of her body brushed against his.
And his brain turned to dust.
Royce made things worse by lowering his head, but Sophie lifted hers. Meeting him in the middle. And they met all right.
Mouth to mouth.
This time, the sound she made wasn’t one of relief. Nope. That little hitching sound of pleasure went through him like liquid fire because in that sound he heard the need. The heat—and worse, the surrender.
Hell.
One of them needed to stay sane here, and surrendering wasn’t a good way to do that.
But the insanity didn’t stop with just a touch of their lips. Despite the lecture he was giving himself, Royce’s hand went around to the back of her neck, and he snapped her to him. Sophie did some snapping of her own by sliding her arms around his waist. And just like that, the kiss became openmouthed. Hungry.
And very dangerous.
He remembered that taste. One of the few things he did remember about kissing her at the Outlaw Bar. It made his body want more, more, more. So, Royce took more. He deepened the kiss. Pressed harder against her. Until his body wanted more than more .
His body wanted sex with Sophie.
Thank goodness they had to break for air because in that split second when they were gulping in breaths, Royce forced himself to remember that this wasn’t just a bad idea, it was crossing a legal line that shouldn’t be crossed.
He let go of her. Not easily. But he eased back his hands and stepped away.
Sophie didn’t come after him. Good thing, too, or he would have been toast. Instead, she stood there, breathing hard and looking very confused about what had just happened.
She mumbled some profanity. “We don’t need this.”
Royce couldn’t have agreed more. But that didn’t do much to cool the heat inside him. In fact, he was already thinking about what it would be like to be with her again. And this time, he would remember, unlike their encounter at the Outlaw Bar.
The sound shot through the room, and because Royce was still fighting the effects of that stupid kiss, it took him a moment to realize it was just his phone ringing. He took the cell from his jeans pocket and saw that the caller was Tommy Rester, one of the ranch hands. Since Tommy was in charge of setting up security, Royce quickly answered it.
“We got a visitor,” Tommy greeted. “Special Agent Keith Lott from the FBI. I made him show me his badge, and it looks real.”
Because it probably was. “Where is he?”
“At the gate. He said he went by the sheriff’s office in town but that Billy told him you’d already left. Billy wouldn’t say where you’d gone, but I guess Lott figured you might be here. I didn’t confirm that, though.”
Good. “Did Agent Lott say what he wanted?”
“Oh, yeah. And he didn’t mince his words. He said he was here to find Sophie Conway and that if we didn’t tell him where she was, he’d arrest us all on the spot.”
Royce tried not to let his temper get in on this. Lott might be just concerned about Sophie, that’s all. And with good reason after that attack. Heck, the agent might believe he was holding Sophie against her will since Sophie herself had thought that Royce might want to do her harm.
“Agent Lott is here?” Sophie asked.
Royce nodded, and he moved closer to Sophie so she could hear what Tommy was saying. He had to
He heard the apology coming on, and he didn’t want to listen to it. Royce didn’t want that worry on her face, either. And for reasons he really didn’t care to explore, he didn’t want her stepping away from him. He caught onto her arm when she started to move away, and he eased her back to him.
Another hug.
Yet more touching that he shouldn’t be doing.
But judging from the way she pulled in her breath, she needed it. What she didn’t need was any other contact with him. Definitely no kissing.
But then Sophie looked up at him at the exact moment that Royce looked down at her.
Their breath met.
The front of her body brushed against his.
And his brain turned to dust.
Royce made things worse by lowering his head, but Sophie lifted hers. Meeting him in the middle. And they met all right.
Mouth to mouth.
This time, the sound she made wasn’t one of relief. Nope. That little hitching sound of pleasure went through him like liquid fire because in that sound he heard the need. The heat—and worse, the surrender.
Hell.
One of them needed to stay sane here, and surrendering wasn’t a good way to do that.
But the insanity didn’t stop with just a touch of their lips. Despite the lecture he was giving himself, Royce’s hand went around to the back of her neck, and he snapped her to him. Sophie did some snapping of her own by sliding her arms around his waist. And just like that, the kiss became openmouthed. Hungry.
And very dangerous.
He remembered that taste. One of the few things he did remember about kissing her at the Outlaw Bar. It made his body want more, more, more. So, Royce took more. He deepened the kiss. Pressed harder against her. Until his body wanted more than more .
His body wanted sex with Sophie.
Thank goodness they had to break for air because in that split second when they were gulping in breaths, Royce forced himself to remember that this wasn’t just a bad idea, it was crossing a legal line that shouldn’t be crossed.
He let go of her. Not easily. But he eased back his hands and stepped away.
Sophie didn’t come after him. Good thing, too, or he would have been toast. Instead, she stood there, breathing hard and looking very confused about what had just happened.
She mumbled some profanity. “We don’t need this.”
Royce couldn’t have agreed more. But that didn’t do much to cool the heat inside him. In fact, he was already thinking about what it would be like to be with her again. And this time, he would remember, unlike their encounter at the Outlaw Bar.
The sound shot through the room, and because Royce was still fighting the effects of that stupid kiss, it took him a moment to realize it was just his phone ringing. He took the cell from his jeans pocket and saw that the caller was Tommy Rester, one of the ranch hands. Since Tommy was in charge of setting up security, Royce quickly answered it.
“We got a visitor,” Tommy greeted. “Special Agent Keith Lott from the FBI. I made him show me his badge, and it looks real.”
Because it probably was. “Where is he?”
“At the gate. He said he went by the sheriff’s office in town but that Billy told him you’d already left. Billy wouldn’t say where you’d gone, but I guess Lott figured you might be here. I didn’t confirm that, though.”
Good. “Did Agent Lott say what he wanted?”
“Oh, yeah. And he didn’t mince his words. He said he was here to find Sophie Conway and that if we didn’t tell him where she was, he’d arrest us all on the spot.”
Royce tried not to let his temper get in on this. Lott might be just concerned about Sophie, that’s all. And with good reason after that attack. Heck, the agent might believe he was holding Sophie against her will since Sophie herself had thought that Royce might want to do her harm.
“Agent Lott is here?” Sophie asked.
Royce nodded, and he moved closer to Sophie so she could hear what Tommy was saying. He had to
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