Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24180 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24180 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
I don’t know how and he might take some convincing, though those looks he’d been giving me said not much. But before I leave Wyoming I’m going to give up my V-card to Mr. Jameson. I felt a gush of liquid heat pool in the crotch of my underwear. Mercy!
“Where did you go Lynette?”
“Hmm, what?” I looked over at Jonathan who was reaching out to pull my hair. “I’m sorry what did you say?”
“Garrett asked if we wanted to go riding since none of us are tired.” They were all grinning at me like there was some joke I hadn’t been let in on.
“Uh, sure I guess, let me go get changed.”
“Wear something comfortable for riding.” Garrett called after me. I barely spared him a wave as I headed out of the room and up the stairs to my room.
The house had a weird feel to it. Not like I’d been here before, but like I belonged, like it was welcoming me home. It was a strange way to think for a girl who’d grown up on the beach.
It wasn’t just the house either. From the moment we flew over the state I felt something inside me relax in a way it never had before. And that feeling was only intensified when I got my first look at Hawke Jameson. My body had reacted strongly and totally out of my control.
I fished out some worn jeans to change into and changed the blouse I was wearing for a tee shirt. I slipped my feet into my boots and pulled my hair back into a ponytail before heading back downstairs to meet the others.
As much as I needed that time alone to dissect my feelings, what I really wanted more than anything else was to see him again. I needed to see if these feelings were a fluke. If it was just the excitement I felt for the place that had transferred to the man.
Downstairs the others were already changed and waiting. We waved goodbye to Sheila as she admonished us to be careful in her spicy way which made me grin as we headed out the backdoor. Even the housekeeper felt like a long lost friend.
I didn’t know where he was on the property, but as soon as we reached the corral I felt his eyes on me. I don’t know how I knew it was him. I could just be being fanciful, or maybe all this good mountain air had done something to me. But I’m as sure as I’m breathing that he had me in his crosshairs.
I took a quick look around without seeming to but didn’t catch sight of him as Garrett led us to the impressive stables that were a little away from the house. Everything about the place was impressive come to think of it. The ranch house itself was anything but just that.
It was built more in the style of an Old Antebellum style plantation house than the one level homes by that name, and the pink sandstone stood out in these parts.
Instead of looking garishly misplaced though, it made one think of an old oater with the leading man of the day riding high in the saddle, herding cattle and fighting off rustlers before coming home to the ubiquitous lady of his heart in the setting evening sun.
Now I really know something is wrong, even my wandering thoughts has taken a turn for the fanciful. “Lynette are you sure you’re okay? You’ve been acting kind of off since we got here. Are you sure the flight didn’t leave you a bit jet lagged?”
Melissa ran her hand across my forehead and I smiled wanly. I knew what laid behind her feigned concern. Not that she wasn’t genuinely concerned for me, but her real purpose was to keep me away from Jonathan as much as possible, since she was madly in love with him while all he did was make puppy eyes at me.
I try not to encourage him, but when has that ever stopped anyone? I took her excuse and used it as my own however, since I felt a burning need to find Hawke.
It was more like a compulsion at this point. “I think you’re right. Maybe I should sit this one out guys and go lie down until dinner.”
“We can stay…”
“No-no Garrett I won’t spoil everyone else’s fun. Plus we’re here for a while, I can go riding any time.”
I turned to hurry back out of the stables before anyone else could object or offer to join me and didn’t breathe again until I was back out in the open.
As if totally out of my control, my feet led me to where I’d felt his eyes. With each step the place between my thighs throbbed and I was running before I’d taken ten steps. The dry sobs came from out of nowhere as my body burned and ached ferociously.