The dress was vixen red and hugged her curves like his new Knucklehead hugged the road. Her waist seemed impossibly small in it, her ass full and… goddamn, he was as hard as steel. Standing behind her, he stared at her reflection as she held her eyes wide and applied another coat of mascara. “You...
The sting of that rope burn bugged the hell out of her. In the mudroom of the house, she’d located her gloves and stuffed them into her back pocket. It was time to get back on track and do her job right—whatever job it was. For several strides she was distracted by the agitation inside her. Where...
Alex’s muscles rolled as he approached her desk. For two days he and Loren had been parading through her office area, driving her wild with their sexy struts and syrupy drawls. She sat back, dumbstruck as always by his good looks. Her gaze roamed over his biceps barely con...
He didn’t walk—he strutted, muscles rolling like a predatory animal’s. His jeans hung nice and low on his hips, and he wore a big silver belt buckle with a steer skull. Tiny engraved letters arched over the steer horns, but she couldn’t make out the words. If she tried, she’d be caught staring at...
After cutting the engine, she took a minute to check her cell. Usually her parents called while she drove and she was able to have long conversations through speakerphone, but she’d just gone six hours without a peep from them. No texts either, so she shot one off to both ...
Beck strode through the silent house. No one was around. At this time of day Momma often took a walk out to visit the grandbabies on the ranch even though she saw them for second breakfast and oftentimes dinner. But Sabrina and Owen should be here. He clomped into the kitc...
The party was in full swing but she still hadn’t showed. More than one person asked him where she was, and he replied that she’d be there. She’d better be. He paced before the front windows overlooking the icy world. He hated the thought of her on these dangerous winter roads in that bean-can of ...