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arm around her waist, Clint led her through the ranch house and out to the back patio. She’d never seen the inside, but from the quick glance, these men lived a nice lifestyle. That shouldn’t have surprised her. After all, they were Callen men.
The leather furniture and big comfy pillows seemed to be a place a group could come and relax, and the huge flat-screen television seemed perfect for large gatherings.
“Look who stopped by!”
Morgan spun around. His eyes widened and his shoulders straightened, but he kept his true reaction to himself. “Dakota.” He shot a glance at Clint. “I’ll go put another steak on. You should have told me.”
Ah, there was the censure she expected.
“Hey, I’ll get one from the kitchen.” Clint faced her. “Be nice to Morgan.”
That made her laugh. She wanted to be a lot more than nice to him, but unless he was willing, that wasn’t going to happen.
“So how’s it going?” Stupid comment, but her nerves were strung tight.
“Good. How’s the opening coming?” He remembered! His tone held no censure, but she was sure that given his upbringing, he’d learned to control his emotions.
“You going to come?” Please say yes.
A small smile lifted his lips. “If I want to remain in the family I’ll 62
be there. Jade threatened to cut me off if I didn’t show.” Oh . She’d hoped his curiosity would make him want to see the new place. “There are some nice pieces.” She’d noticed their place had a few of Jade’s pieces, but not many paintings or photos on the wall.
“Here ya go.” Clint handed her a beer and tossed another steak on the grill. “How do you like it?”
“Medium rare.” Morgan nodded.
“Since it’ll be a few minutes,” Clint said, “how about taking a dip before the sun sets.”
That had been the plan. “Sure.”
She stepped out of her shorts and pulled off her tee. Once she kicked off her sandals, she was ready to go.
Morgan glanced over at her. “I think this visit was perhaps planned.”
Damn . They hadn’t thought through why she’d be wearing a bathing suit. “Guilty. Sorry. I hope it’s all right.” She tried to give him her best smile.
“Sure. It’s Clint’s house, too.”
Couldn’t he for once say he was happy to see her? Whatever .
A loud splash sounded behind her. “Come on, Dakota.” Trying to forget Morgan for a few minutes, she turned around.
Clint was grinning. The beaded water on his face added to his sexiness. She walked down the steps and stopped halfway. The pool wasn’t heated.
“It’s a tad cold.”
Clint shoved his hand against the surface of the water and created a spray that fortunately missed her body. “Sissy.” Okay, that did it. Determined to get in, she lunged into the pool and dunked down. As soon as she got over the shock, she swam toward Clint. She reached him in three strokes and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Warm me up.”
“Darlin’, we might have to wait until after we eat.”
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“Dummy.” She plastered his chest to her and absorbed his heat.
Before she realized what he was up to, he’d tugged on the knot around her neck as well as the one on her back. He lifted her top in the air and held it over his head.
She screeched and chased after him. “Give that back, Clint Callen.”
He balled up her top and flung it toward Morgan. “Go get it.” She shook her head. “You will pay for this.” Keeping her gaze on Clint, she walked backward to the steps and got out, holding her shoulders back. She tried to act as if walking naked in front of Morgan was an everyday occurrence. In truth, her body was throbbing with need. When she made eye contact seconds before she picked up her top, Morgan’s gaze was lasered on her breasts and his mouth partly open.
If she thought jumping out of a plane was exciting, seeing his reaction was a much bigger thrill.
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Chapter Seven
Fuck . Morgan had managed to control his lust long enough to flip the steaks. He kept
The leather furniture and big comfy pillows seemed to be a place a group could come and relax, and the huge flat-screen television seemed perfect for large gatherings.
“Look who stopped by!”
Morgan spun around. His eyes widened and his shoulders straightened, but he kept his true reaction to himself. “Dakota.” He shot a glance at Clint. “I’ll go put another steak on. You should have told me.”
Ah, there was the censure she expected.
“Hey, I’ll get one from the kitchen.” Clint faced her. “Be nice to Morgan.”
That made her laugh. She wanted to be a lot more than nice to him, but unless he was willing, that wasn’t going to happen.
“So how’s it going?” Stupid comment, but her nerves were strung tight.
“Good. How’s the opening coming?” He remembered! His tone held no censure, but she was sure that given his upbringing, he’d learned to control his emotions.
“You going to come?” Please say yes.
A small smile lifted his lips. “If I want to remain in the family I’ll 62
be there. Jade threatened to cut me off if I didn’t show.” Oh . She’d hoped his curiosity would make him want to see the new place. “There are some nice pieces.” She’d noticed their place had a few of Jade’s pieces, but not many paintings or photos on the wall.
“Here ya go.” Clint handed her a beer and tossed another steak on the grill. “How do you like it?”
“Medium rare.” Morgan nodded.
“Since it’ll be a few minutes,” Clint said, “how about taking a dip before the sun sets.”
That had been the plan. “Sure.”
She stepped out of her shorts and pulled off her tee. Once she kicked off her sandals, she was ready to go.
Morgan glanced over at her. “I think this visit was perhaps planned.”
Damn . They hadn’t thought through why she’d be wearing a bathing suit. “Guilty. Sorry. I hope it’s all right.” She tried to give him her best smile.
“Sure. It’s Clint’s house, too.”
Couldn’t he for once say he was happy to see her? Whatever .
A loud splash sounded behind her. “Come on, Dakota.” Trying to forget Morgan for a few minutes, she turned around.
Clint was grinning. The beaded water on his face added to his sexiness. She walked down the steps and stopped halfway. The pool wasn’t heated.
“It’s a tad cold.”
Clint shoved his hand against the surface of the water and created a spray that fortunately missed her body. “Sissy.” Okay, that did it. Determined to get in, she lunged into the pool and dunked down. As soon as she got over the shock, she swam toward Clint. She reached him in three strokes and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Warm me up.”
“Darlin’, we might have to wait until after we eat.”
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“Dummy.” She plastered his chest to her and absorbed his heat.
Before she realized what he was up to, he’d tugged on the knot around her neck as well as the one on her back. He lifted her top in the air and held it over his head.
She screeched and chased after him. “Give that back, Clint Callen.”
He balled up her top and flung it toward Morgan. “Go get it.” She shook her head. “You will pay for this.” Keeping her gaze on Clint, she walked backward to the steps and got out, holding her shoulders back. She tried to act as if walking naked in front of Morgan was an everyday occurrence. In truth, her body was throbbing with need. When she made eye contact seconds before she picked up her top, Morgan’s gaze was lasered on her breasts and his mouth partly open.
If she thought jumping out of a plane was exciting, seeing his reaction was a much bigger thrill.
64
Chapter Seven
Fuck . Morgan had managed to control his lust long enough to flip the steaks. He kept
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