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Once Tempted
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“Ward, do you think we’ll have time to ride this afternoon? I’d love to go over some of the old trails with you,” Erica asked, smiling at him over the assortment of pastries and wedding cake in the lodge’s dining room.
Ward fought the urge to growl his reply that he had an even better idea. He’d love to stuff her into Ralph Cummins’s taxi, slam the door, and instruct Ralph to hit the gas and not slow down until he reached Palo Alto, where Erica was currently living. Once the taxi was out of sight, he’d go down to the bottom of the road to Silver Creek Ranch and lock the gates. With a padlock.
Instead, he shoveled in a forkful of the wedding cake Roo had baked and pretended not to hear. He’d been doing a lot of that.”
― Once Tempted
Ward fought the urge to growl his reply that he had an even better idea. He’d love to stuff her into Ralph Cummins’s taxi, slam the door, and instruct Ralph to hit the gas and not slow down until he reached Palo Alto, where Erica was currently living. Once the taxi was out of sight, he’d go down to the bottom of the road to Silver Creek Ranch and lock the gates. With a padlock.
Instead, he shoveled in a forkful of the wedding cake Roo had baked and pretended not to hear. He’d been doing a lot of that.”
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“Oh, boy! You did the deed, didn’t you? Oh, I am so proud of you, cara! So maybe it’s time to say ‘Mille grazie,’ for sending you to a place where you’d find a cowboy dude to tear up the sheets with.”
Anna was never going to let her forget the role she’d played in landing Tess in Acacia. “Thank you, Anna,” she said obediently.
“You’re welcome,” she replied, all graciousness. “Now I understand why you haven’t been monitoring the stats on your tweets. Share time, girlfriend. You don’t have to give me all the spicy details of what you and your cowboy have been up to, just ninety-nine percent of them. My phone’s fully charged so you can start . . . now.”
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Anna was never going to let her forget the role she’d played in landing Tess in Acacia. “Thank you, Anna,” she said obediently.
“You’re welcome,” she replied, all graciousness. “Now I understand why you haven’t been monitoring the stats on your tweets. Share time, girlfriend. You don’t have to give me all the spicy details of what you and your cowboy have been up to, just ninety-nine percent of them. My phone’s fully charged so you can start . . . now.”
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“Are we marching off to battle?” Please let him think it was the maniacal pace he was setting that made her breathless.
He stopped abruptly and managed a laugh. “Sorry, it’s just—ah, the hell with it.” And he hauled her into his arms, his mouth swooping down and claiming her.”
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He stopped abruptly and managed a laugh. “Sorry, it’s just—ah, the hell with it.” And he hauled her into his arms, his mouth swooping down and claiming her.”
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“Madlon’s voice broke into his musings. “It’s kind of funny, but I just happened to notice that all the trail horses are males—”
Her husband’s laughter cut off the rest of the question, but Ward had gotten the gist of it. “Shame on you, Pug, for checking out other guys’ equipment!”
Madlon blushed at her husband’s teasing. “I noticed, that’s all. It stuck out.”
Her husband whooped again.
Ward fought a grin. “You’re right, our trail horses are geldings. We’ve found the rides go better with single sex horses, especially as we often have novice riders. Mares are great. They’re actually harder workers—”
“Of course they are. That applies to females of all species,” Madlon said.
“True. But when a mare goes into heat she sometimes gets a little tetchy and even gelded horses get distracted—” And just like that, an image of Tess and her huge dark eyes, saucy ponytail, and exquisite curves popped into his mind. He had no doubt she would do her best to clock—or geld—him if he were foolish enough to ask if she was in heat.”
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Her husband’s laughter cut off the rest of the question, but Ward had gotten the gist of it. “Shame on you, Pug, for checking out other guys’ equipment!”
Madlon blushed at her husband’s teasing. “I noticed, that’s all. It stuck out.”
Her husband whooped again.
Ward fought a grin. “You’re right, our trail horses are geldings. We’ve found the rides go better with single sex horses, especially as we often have novice riders. Mares are great. They’re actually harder workers—”
“Of course they are. That applies to females of all species,” Madlon said.
“True. But when a mare goes into heat she sometimes gets a little tetchy and even gelded horses get distracted—” And just like that, an image of Tess and her huge dark eyes, saucy ponytail, and exquisite curves popped into his mind. He had no doubt she would do her best to clock—or geld—him if he were foolish enough to ask if she was in heat.”
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“That was good, Quinn. Unfortunately, you lack Mom’s subtlety. You’re going to have to refine that spiel if you don’t want Reid in stitches when you try it on him.”
When she rolled her eyes in exasperation, he grinned. “Have I told you recently how cute you look when you’ve been trounced by your betters?” he asked, knowing it would make her do a slow burn. “You remind me of that Chihuahua you fostered, all bulgy-eyed and wiggly.” Oh yeah. This would keep her seething for a good half hour.”
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When she rolled her eyes in exasperation, he grinned. “Have I told you recently how cute you look when you’ve been trounced by your betters?” he asked, knowing it would make her do a slow burn. “You remind me of that Chihuahua you fostered, all bulgy-eyed and wiggly.” Oh yeah. This would keep her seething for a good half hour.”
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“Wait, you mean she’s trying to get you and me together? No, she can’t be serious.”
“I’m afraid so. Once she and Dad return from their trip to Spain I’ll break the tragic news that sadly you and I were not to be.”
“You can say that again. Never. Not in a million years.”
Ward’s dark brows rose. “My mother believes I’m a catch.”
“A flaw common to many fond mothers, I’m sure.”
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“I’m afraid so. Once she and Dad return from their trip to Spain I’ll break the tragic news that sadly you and I were not to be.”
“You can say that again. Never. Not in a million years.”
Ward’s dark brows rose. “My mother believes I’m a catch.”
“A flaw common to many fond mothers, I’m sure.”
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“Delicious” might sound excessive, but it was the only word that properly described how he looked in worn blue jeans and chaps. Since she’d started coming down to the barns, she’d seen the other hands wearing chaps, but those cowboys hadn’t made her heart thump painfully or feel as if she should suddenly start fanning her face.
Ward wore the kind that zippered down his long muscular legs, hugging them. Made of dark tan suede, they didn’t have the fringes or ornamentation that she’d noticed on some of the ones worn by the wranglers. There was nothing to distract her eyes or to keep her gaze from zeroing in on where the chaps buckled, framing the bulge of his sex. Her internal thermostat soared just from not looking at that particular spot.
But the brim of his hat was angled downward—the better to study her new boots, she assumed. With his gaze shielded, she found the temptation impossible to resist. Yup, his crotch was truly the finest eye candy: yummy and calorie free.”
― Once Tempted
Ward wore the kind that zippered down his long muscular legs, hugging them. Made of dark tan suede, they didn’t have the fringes or ornamentation that she’d noticed on some of the ones worn by the wranglers. There was nothing to distract her eyes or to keep her gaze from zeroing in on where the chaps buckled, framing the bulge of his sex. Her internal thermostat soared just from not looking at that particular spot.
But the brim of his hat was angled downward—the better to study her new boots, she assumed. With his gaze shielded, she found the temptation impossible to resist. Yup, his crotch was truly the finest eye candy: yummy and calorie free.”
― Once Tempted
