Chapter TwoLandon opened the driver’s side door of the jeep and tossed her across the stick shift into the passenger seat. He’d all but thrown her into the car, but she didn’t make a single sound of complaint. She curled into the far seat, more cat than woman, and he jumped in after her, slamming the door harder than necessary and barking, “Seatbelt.”What the hell had she been thinking walking into a place like that dressed the way she was? Acting like everything she had was up for grabs. Smelling like…fuck. The scent of her from half a room away had his cock standing up for duty. Sitting in the cab, the air around them smelled heavily of her. It was scrambling his brain. That was his only excuse for the fact that he had nearly shifted in the middle of the bar—in public—just for the satisfaction of ripping out that cowboy’s innards.Landon revved the engine to life and slammed it into gear. Gravel sprayed up, pinging against nearby cars, as he tore out of the parking lot.
