her body. She watched him with a look of pure desire.
Wes spread her legs and showed Maryann exactly how quick and talented a tie-down roper’s hands could be. And just so she wouldn’t forget, he threw in a few tricks using his mouth too until she rattled the headboard and had to bite her lip to be quiet as she came.
Afterward, he lay his head on her stomach. He could feel her breathing beneath him and decided he could get very used to this. Wes never fancied himself a big talker at times like these, or ever, but he couldn’t help asking, “What the hell do I do when you go home in a few days?”
“Actually Ellen and I talked about that today.”
“About what? About us?” Wes lifted his head to look at her.
“Well no. Not exactly.” Maryann shook her head. “More about my job. My future. Remember I told you I gave up a lot of things for Robert?”
Wes nodded. “Yeah.”
“Well, a few months ago, there was an opening in the US branch of the company I work for over in London.” Her wide smile told him this was not just a job in any old state.
“Don’t tell me it’s in Texas.” Wes’s heart began to race. It couldn’t be, could it? That would be too much of a coincidence.
Maryann nodded. “It is. How do you think I met Ellen?”
“I thought you met online on a rodeo fan site or something.”
“No, that came later after we started talking and I learned she was involved in the rodeo. I’m an assistant in the human resources department and even though the position was here in Texas, the main office is in London so it was my job to research the area and write up the job announcement. We always offer positions internally before we go outside to fill them. So anyway, I posted a question online about this area and Ellen answered me. We’ve been talking ever since.”
“Is the job still open?”
Maryann’s grin couldn’t have gotten wider. “I called today. They filled it with a temp, not a permanent replacement. After all the years I’ve been with this company, I’m more than qualified for the position. They said if I want it, the position is mine.”
“And you’d be okay with that? Moving here? Taking on a new position?” Wes needed to keep a calm head in spite of his pounding heart.
“It would be an advancement for me actually. And what would I be staying in London for? Certainly not for Robert.”
“Your family?”
“They’re very goal-oriented people. Once they hear I’d be making more money and be in a management position, they’ll be all in favor of it, even with the move abroad.” She shrugged. “Besides, there’s always airplanes. I can go home and visit, and you’ve never been to London.”
He grinned and moved up her body. “No I haven’t. Would you be my tour guide?”
“Gladly.”
Wes inched closer to her mouth. “I am very happy I collected you at the airport, Brit Chick Maryann Morrissy.”
“So am I, cowboy. So am I.”
About the Author
Cat Johnson is known for her creative research and marketing techniques. Consequently some of her closest friends/book consultants wear combat or cowboy boots for a living and she owns an entire collection of camouflage and western footwear for book signings. Cat is the author of over a dozen published full-length novels and numerous shorter works. In her real life, she’s been a marketing manager, professional harpist, bartender, tour guide, radio show host, Junior League president, sponsor of a bull riding rodeo cowboy, wife and avid animal lover. For more information on other books by Cat, visit the author at her official website: http://www.CatJohnson.net
Also by This Author
Single Titles
Rough Stock, Samhain Publishing
Eros' Valentine, Tease
Gillian's Island, Sapphire Blue Publishing
He Came Upon a Midnight Clear, Phaze Books
Phaze Fantasies Vol. IV, Phaze Books
Private Lies, All Romance eBooks, LLC
Crossing the Line, Cat Johnson
Studs in Spurs
Unridden, Samhain Publishing
Bucked,
Wes spread her legs and showed Maryann exactly how quick and talented a tie-down roper’s hands could be. And just so she wouldn’t forget, he threw in a few tricks using his mouth too until she rattled the headboard and had to bite her lip to be quiet as she came.
Afterward, he lay his head on her stomach. He could feel her breathing beneath him and decided he could get very used to this. Wes never fancied himself a big talker at times like these, or ever, but he couldn’t help asking, “What the hell do I do when you go home in a few days?”
“Actually Ellen and I talked about that today.”
“About what? About us?” Wes lifted his head to look at her.
“Well no. Not exactly.” Maryann shook her head. “More about my job. My future. Remember I told you I gave up a lot of things for Robert?”
Wes nodded. “Yeah.”
“Well, a few months ago, there was an opening in the US branch of the company I work for over in London.” Her wide smile told him this was not just a job in any old state.
“Don’t tell me it’s in Texas.” Wes’s heart began to race. It couldn’t be, could it? That would be too much of a coincidence.
Maryann nodded. “It is. How do you think I met Ellen?”
“I thought you met online on a rodeo fan site or something.”
“No, that came later after we started talking and I learned she was involved in the rodeo. I’m an assistant in the human resources department and even though the position was here in Texas, the main office is in London so it was my job to research the area and write up the job announcement. We always offer positions internally before we go outside to fill them. So anyway, I posted a question online about this area and Ellen answered me. We’ve been talking ever since.”
“Is the job still open?”
Maryann’s grin couldn’t have gotten wider. “I called today. They filled it with a temp, not a permanent replacement. After all the years I’ve been with this company, I’m more than qualified for the position. They said if I want it, the position is mine.”
“And you’d be okay with that? Moving here? Taking on a new position?” Wes needed to keep a calm head in spite of his pounding heart.
“It would be an advancement for me actually. And what would I be staying in London for? Certainly not for Robert.”
“Your family?”
“They’re very goal-oriented people. Once they hear I’d be making more money and be in a management position, they’ll be all in favor of it, even with the move abroad.” She shrugged. “Besides, there’s always airplanes. I can go home and visit, and you’ve never been to London.”
He grinned and moved up her body. “No I haven’t. Would you be my tour guide?”
“Gladly.”
Wes inched closer to her mouth. “I am very happy I collected you at the airport, Brit Chick Maryann Morrissy.”
“So am I, cowboy. So am I.”
About the Author
Cat Johnson is known for her creative research and marketing techniques. Consequently some of her closest friends/book consultants wear combat or cowboy boots for a living and she owns an entire collection of camouflage and western footwear for book signings. Cat is the author of over a dozen published full-length novels and numerous shorter works. In her real life, she’s been a marketing manager, professional harpist, bartender, tour guide, radio show host, Junior League president, sponsor of a bull riding rodeo cowboy, wife and avid animal lover. For more information on other books by Cat, visit the author at her official website: http://www.CatJohnson.net
Also by This Author
Single Titles
Rough Stock, Samhain Publishing
Eros' Valentine, Tease
Gillian's Island, Sapphire Blue Publishing
He Came Upon a Midnight Clear, Phaze Books
Phaze Fantasies Vol. IV, Phaze Books
Private Lies, All Romance eBooks, LLC
Crossing the Line, Cat Johnson
Studs in Spurs
Unridden, Samhain Publishing
Bucked,
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