date with Diablo. In one hand, he held a brown paper bag, and in the other, a cup holder with two Starbucks cups.
“Hungry?” he asked.
“Starving, actually,” she said.
“You feeling okay?”
“Yeah. I took two ibuprofen before I went to bed, just in case. I’m fine.”
“Some coffee’ll help too.” He handed her a cup.
“Thank you. You’re an angel.”
“Definitely not.” He laughed. “But I take good care of my own.”
His own?
“I got you some breakfast, too.” He pulled out a foil-wrapped sandwich and handed it to her.
“Thank you. But you don’t need to feed me all the time. I can fend for myself, you know.”
“Sure you can. But it gives me pleasure to feed you. I like how you eat.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“I mean, you’re not afraid to eat. When you’re hungry, you eat like you’re hungry.”
Dusty raised an eyebrow. “Exactly how else would I eat?”
“Like most women. Eating like a bird, or not at all, in front of a man, and then bingeing when they get home. When I buy a woman a meal, I expect her to eat it. Otherwise it’s a damn insult as far as I’m concerned.”
“I guess you don’t have to worry about me on that count,” Dusty said. “I love to eat. Always have. I used to gorge on your ma’s cookies.”
“Yeah, I recall.” The laugh lines at the edge of his eyes crinkled and made him even cuter.
Did he really remember her that well from all those years ago? “I was just a little girl. You can’t possibly remember that much about me.”
“Of course I do. You were always hanging around, running after Chad and Sam. You were cute as a button. Little tomboy, chasing grasshoppers and lizards. Animals flocked to you even then.”
“I can’t believe it.”
“Why not? You remember me, don’t you?”
“Mostly I remember you tormenting me.”
“Aw, come on. I was just teasin’. We’ve been through all that.”
“Yeah, I know.”
“You’re not going to hold that against me forever, are you, darlin’?”
She smiled at him. She couldn’t help it. He looked so adorable. “No. I won’t hold it against you.”
He took her hand, entwined their fingers together, and pulled her into his arms. “There are a few things I’ll let you hold against me, though. Your beautiful body, for instance.” He kissed her cheek and nibbled his way to her lips.
“Oh, Zach.” She sighed into his mouth. “If you start this now…”
“Hmm?”
“If you start this now, I won’t get to work with Diablo.”
He pressed his mouth to hers, ran his tongue over first her bottom lip and then her top one. The sensation was like moist butterfly wings, and she felt it everywhere, especially…
Then his tongue was in her mouth, swirling. Unable to resist, she joined in the kiss, tasting him, feasting on him. Not able to get enough of him.
“Zach…”
“Hmm?”
“Diablo.”
“To hell with Diablo.”
He kissed her again.
She wasn’t sure she could ever get enough of him. What was it about him? She had run from him, tried to hide. Tried to rid herself of the feelings she knew would lead only to heartache. She didn’t want to run anymore. Didn’t want to hide…
Sam was judging livestock all day and wouldn’t be back until early evening. Her room was vacant. Oh, God…
“Zach?” Her tone was breathless, hoarse.
“Yeah, darlin’?”
“Take me to my hotel.”
He grabbed her hand and they raced to his pickup.
----
T hey stood outside the door to her room while she fished for her key card.
“You sure about this, darlin’?”
“Yeah, yeah.” She had a hard time breathing. “I’m sure, Zach. I want this.”
Zach grabbed her purse from her. “Where the hell is that damn key?”
He found it, pushed it in the slot, and pulled her into the room, shutting the door and pushing her body against it. His hardness protruded through his jeans and poked into her belly. She wanted to touch him everywhere, lick him everywhere. She wanted to rip his
“Hungry?” he asked.
“Starving, actually,” she said.
“You feeling okay?”
“Yeah. I took two ibuprofen before I went to bed, just in case. I’m fine.”
“Some coffee’ll help too.” He handed her a cup.
“Thank you. You’re an angel.”
“Definitely not.” He laughed. “But I take good care of my own.”
His own?
“I got you some breakfast, too.” He pulled out a foil-wrapped sandwich and handed it to her.
“Thank you. But you don’t need to feed me all the time. I can fend for myself, you know.”
“Sure you can. But it gives me pleasure to feed you. I like how you eat.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“I mean, you’re not afraid to eat. When you’re hungry, you eat like you’re hungry.”
Dusty raised an eyebrow. “Exactly how else would I eat?”
“Like most women. Eating like a bird, or not at all, in front of a man, and then bingeing when they get home. When I buy a woman a meal, I expect her to eat it. Otherwise it’s a damn insult as far as I’m concerned.”
“I guess you don’t have to worry about me on that count,” Dusty said. “I love to eat. Always have. I used to gorge on your ma’s cookies.”
“Yeah, I recall.” The laugh lines at the edge of his eyes crinkled and made him even cuter.
Did he really remember her that well from all those years ago? “I was just a little girl. You can’t possibly remember that much about me.”
“Of course I do. You were always hanging around, running after Chad and Sam. You were cute as a button. Little tomboy, chasing grasshoppers and lizards. Animals flocked to you even then.”
“I can’t believe it.”
“Why not? You remember me, don’t you?”
“Mostly I remember you tormenting me.”
“Aw, come on. I was just teasin’. We’ve been through all that.”
“Yeah, I know.”
“You’re not going to hold that against me forever, are you, darlin’?”
She smiled at him. She couldn’t help it. He looked so adorable. “No. I won’t hold it against you.”
He took her hand, entwined their fingers together, and pulled her into his arms. “There are a few things I’ll let you hold against me, though. Your beautiful body, for instance.” He kissed her cheek and nibbled his way to her lips.
“Oh, Zach.” She sighed into his mouth. “If you start this now…”
“Hmm?”
“If you start this now, I won’t get to work with Diablo.”
He pressed his mouth to hers, ran his tongue over first her bottom lip and then her top one. The sensation was like moist butterfly wings, and she felt it everywhere, especially…
Then his tongue was in her mouth, swirling. Unable to resist, she joined in the kiss, tasting him, feasting on him. Not able to get enough of him.
“Zach…”
“Hmm?”
“Diablo.”
“To hell with Diablo.”
He kissed her again.
She wasn’t sure she could ever get enough of him. What was it about him? She had run from him, tried to hide. Tried to rid herself of the feelings she knew would lead only to heartache. She didn’t want to run anymore. Didn’t want to hide…
Sam was judging livestock all day and wouldn’t be back until early evening. Her room was vacant. Oh, God…
“Zach?” Her tone was breathless, hoarse.
“Yeah, darlin’?”
“Take me to my hotel.”
He grabbed her hand and they raced to his pickup.
----
T hey stood outside the door to her room while she fished for her key card.
“You sure about this, darlin’?”
“Yeah, yeah.” She had a hard time breathing. “I’m sure, Zach. I want this.”
Zach grabbed her purse from her. “Where the hell is that damn key?”
He found it, pushed it in the slot, and pulled her into the room, shutting the door and pushing her body against it. His hardness protruded through his jeans and poked into her belly. She wanted to touch him everywhere, lick him everywhere. She wanted to rip his
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