Burn For Cowboy (Stampede Sizzlers) - Plot & Excerpts
Dismal grey clouds hovered above the city, threatening the parade that would kick off the Calgary Stampede tomorrow. Propping a shoulder against the hotel room wall, Mike Rossi stared at the woman gazing out the window. Shit, she was sad. She stood perfectly balanced on her left foot while her right rested on her calf. A lifetime of ballet was a wondrous thing, he thought. She rubbed her thigh. That was something she did when she was nervous or when her leg hurt. There was nothing to be nervous about, that he knew of, so he figured the flight had left her a little stiff.He moved behind her and ignored the water streaking down their window. Her skin was soft beneath his fingers, the muscles tight and knotted despite the ease of her pose. It had taken her a long time to stop flinching when he touched her leg. The scars and damaged tissue were as beautiful as her, because they meant she had lived. Gently, he massaged her thigh beneath the flimsy fabric of her skirt. When the muscle began to relax, he gentled his touch.
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