on her head
and let her gaze drift up the body of the incredibly hot man
standing next to their day-bed. Damned if his groin wasn’t at her
eye level. Like they’d been glued, her eyeballs seemed stuck in
place, inspecting the tantalizing bulge below his black leather
belt as she waited for him to rain down the fire.
Todd finally piped up, his voice climbing
into a range not much below a squeak. “Is there a problem, man?
We’re just hanging out and having a good time with these
ladies.”
Saxon’s lip actually curled, his attitude
akin to a panther eying a field mouse. Insignificant and not worth
eating.
God . Even the sheriff’s arrogance
turned her on. She almost finished melting right there on the
spot.
“Yeah, I’d say there’s a problem when some
jackass knocks a couple of women over and scares the wits out of
them.” His voice sounded as sharp and cold as a steel blade. “You
created a disturbance and, according to the two ladies you
inconvenienced, it was obviously caused by an excess of
alcohol.”
“Hell, it was an accident,” Todd mumbled. “I
didn’t mean to bump into her chair.”
“Right. An accident that happened
after you stuck your hand somewhere it didn’t belong,” Nick
snapped. He stared at each of the men in turn. “You three will want
to be running along now. Go have a workout, or do something else to
work off the booze.”
Todd glowered at him, looking like a sulky
kid. The other two guys glanced nervously at each other, but nobody
moved.
Saxon slowly pulled off his sunglasses and
the temperature around the pool dropped by several degrees. His
glare was like an ice pick. Maybe even an ice axe. Sadie had to
bite the inside of her cheeks not to laugh at the effect it had on
the stooges.
“Do I really need to ask you again to
leave?”
Though the sheriff didn’t raise his voice,
Todd and his buddies picked up their drinks and slunk off,
muttering to each other and casting dirty looks at Saxon over their
shoulders.
Sadie let out a sigh of relief. “Thanks. You
saved us the trouble of getting rid of those idiots ourselves. They
were as dense as granite.”
“I’m glad to have been of service, ma’am.” He
turned his eyes toward Cassie. “I’ve met your friend, but we
haven’t been properly introduced.”
It didn’t make any sense, but she liked the
way the sheriff called her ‘ma’am’. Somehow, he managed to make it
sound both sexy and respectful. “Nick Saxon, Cassie Hearn,” she
said, nodding toward each of them in turn.
Cassie didn’t waste any time. “Hello, Nick.
May I call you Nick?”
His lips twitched, and he nodded.
“Thanks a bunch for the timely pest control,
but would you mind blocking someone else’s sun? You’re about as big
as a redwood.” Cassie flashed a smile to show she was just sticking
a needle in him.
He grimaced. “Sorry, but you northerners
should be careful about how much sun you get, anyway. Especially
you, Ms. Bligh. You’re so pale, you’ll burn fast.”
Well, she certainly felt the burn, but it
wasn’t from the sun. Feeling reckless—which seemed to happen every
time she laid eyes on him—Sadie decided to play him a bit. “I don’t
think so, Mr. Saxon. I’ve applied copious quantities of lotion. Do
you think I need some more?” She ran a hand experimentally over the
flat of her stomach.
His eyes narrowed and darkened as he followed
her hand.
“Sade, I’m hot. I think I’ll take a dip.”
Cassie jumped up from the bed and, without waiting for Sadie’s
reply, swayed over to the side of the pool.
For a moment, panic swelled at the thought of
being alone with Nick, but Sadie willed it down. This was
what she wanted. This was precisely what she had come to
Vegas for.
She inclined her head toward Cassie’s vacant
spot. “Lots of room on the day-bed if you’d like to rest up a bit,
Sheriff. You must be sweltering in that suit. In fact, I’d like to
buy you a cool drink in thanks for rescuing
and let her gaze drift up the body of the incredibly hot man
standing next to their day-bed. Damned if his groin wasn’t at her
eye level. Like they’d been glued, her eyeballs seemed stuck in
place, inspecting the tantalizing bulge below his black leather
belt as she waited for him to rain down the fire.
Todd finally piped up, his voice climbing
into a range not much below a squeak. “Is there a problem, man?
We’re just hanging out and having a good time with these
ladies.”
Saxon’s lip actually curled, his attitude
akin to a panther eying a field mouse. Insignificant and not worth
eating.
God . Even the sheriff’s arrogance
turned her on. She almost finished melting right there on the
spot.
“Yeah, I’d say there’s a problem when some
jackass knocks a couple of women over and scares the wits out of
them.” His voice sounded as sharp and cold as a steel blade. “You
created a disturbance and, according to the two ladies you
inconvenienced, it was obviously caused by an excess of
alcohol.”
“Hell, it was an accident,” Todd mumbled. “I
didn’t mean to bump into her chair.”
“Right. An accident that happened
after you stuck your hand somewhere it didn’t belong,” Nick
snapped. He stared at each of the men in turn. “You three will want
to be running along now. Go have a workout, or do something else to
work off the booze.”
Todd glowered at him, looking like a sulky
kid. The other two guys glanced nervously at each other, but nobody
moved.
Saxon slowly pulled off his sunglasses and
the temperature around the pool dropped by several degrees. His
glare was like an ice pick. Maybe even an ice axe. Sadie had to
bite the inside of her cheeks not to laugh at the effect it had on
the stooges.
“Do I really need to ask you again to
leave?”
Though the sheriff didn’t raise his voice,
Todd and his buddies picked up their drinks and slunk off,
muttering to each other and casting dirty looks at Saxon over their
shoulders.
Sadie let out a sigh of relief. “Thanks. You
saved us the trouble of getting rid of those idiots ourselves. They
were as dense as granite.”
“I’m glad to have been of service, ma’am.” He
turned his eyes toward Cassie. “I’ve met your friend, but we
haven’t been properly introduced.”
It didn’t make any sense, but she liked the
way the sheriff called her ‘ma’am’. Somehow, he managed to make it
sound both sexy and respectful. “Nick Saxon, Cassie Hearn,” she
said, nodding toward each of them in turn.
Cassie didn’t waste any time. “Hello, Nick.
May I call you Nick?”
His lips twitched, and he nodded.
“Thanks a bunch for the timely pest control,
but would you mind blocking someone else’s sun? You’re about as big
as a redwood.” Cassie flashed a smile to show she was just sticking
a needle in him.
He grimaced. “Sorry, but you northerners
should be careful about how much sun you get, anyway. Especially
you, Ms. Bligh. You’re so pale, you’ll burn fast.”
Well, she certainly felt the burn, but it
wasn’t from the sun. Feeling reckless—which seemed to happen every
time she laid eyes on him—Sadie decided to play him a bit. “I don’t
think so, Mr. Saxon. I’ve applied copious quantities of lotion. Do
you think I need some more?” She ran a hand experimentally over the
flat of her stomach.
His eyes narrowed and darkened as he followed
her hand.
“Sade, I’m hot. I think I’ll take a dip.”
Cassie jumped up from the bed and, without waiting for Sadie’s
reply, swayed over to the side of the pool.
For a moment, panic swelled at the thought of
being alone with Nick, but Sadie willed it down. This was
what she wanted. This was precisely what she had come to
Vegas for.
She inclined her head toward Cassie’s vacant
spot. “Lots of room on the day-bed if you’d like to rest up a bit,
Sheriff. You must be sweltering in that suit. In fact, I’d like to
buy you a cool drink in thanks for rescuing
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