Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
“Hay bales! Is that your truck I see outside?” I jerk back at the sound of my sister’s voice. Crap.
“She’ll cut your man parts off if she catches us like this!” I hiss.
“Hay bales?” He laughs.
“Not my name.” I stand. “Get out of here. I still have plans for you and your man parts.”
“Sorry, Slick. No name, no plans.” He shakes his head. His eyes roam over my body. I think he’s as mad as I am about this little rule he’s made.
“I know you’re here, sis.” Danny’s voice is getting closer to the bathroom, causing me to panic a little.
“Gimme a little of that sugar, Slick, and I’ll get out of here.” That sexy mouth of his smirks, knowing that he has me at a disadvantage.
“I can’t believe you're blackmailing me right now.”
I grab his face, pulling him down as I thrust my tongue into his mouth. He pulls me into his body. I wrap around him as we both deepen the kiss. Like his touch, his kiss is both gentle and hard at the same time. I get lost in him until a loud banging brings me back to reality.
“I locked the door.” King smiles. He knew we weren't going to get busted in on.
“You’ll pay for that one.”
“Worth every fucking penny.” He puts me on my feet.
“I’m just getting out of the shower. I’ll be right out.”
“You okay? You sound off,” my sister shouts back.
“No, I’m not okay! I had to track you down in the middle of a snow storm because you don’t listen.”
“Here we go,” I hear her say. I know she’s talking to herself now. “I’ll see you in the kitchen.”
I let out a sigh. She has no idea that this is King’s room and I’m in his bathroom wrapped around him naked. If she did, she’d either kill him or I’d never hear the end of it. I’m not sure which way it will go. Hell, I’m not sure if I want to kill King or keep on clinging to him. I figure I don’t really have to make the choice right this second.
“I got you wet.”
“It was only fair. I got you wet, too.”
My mouth falls open. He always has the better comebacks. I turn, stomping toward his closet. I stop when I realize that I need a towel. I stomp back to him and he hands it to me, smiling the whole time.
“Stop smiling. I’m mad at you.”
“No you’re not.” He follows me into the walk-in closet. I watch as he pulls off his shirt, letting me see that body of his again. I’ve seen many shirtless cowboys in my day and not one could hold a candle to King. Before I can ogle him too much, he puts on another shirt.
“I’ll go greet your sister.” He leans down, giving me a quick kiss before I know what he’s doing and he’s gone. I hurriedly get ready because King knows a lot more about what’s going on with my sister than I do. I find my stuff put away like he said. I pull my hair down and give myself one last look in the mirror to make sure I’m put together enough. I put on a pair of blue jeans and a sweater that falls off one shoulder. I grab some of King’s thick socks, putting them on my feet to keep my toes warm as I head toward the sound of voices.
“We want you to stay as long as you like. We know you’re here to lie low but we could use someone like you around. We’re not the only ones in need of a doc. The town could use one too.”
“Your closest hospital is over an hour away without weather issues,” I hear my sister respond.
“And we always have those,” King says as he looks up to see me entering the kitchen where he, Cyn, and my sister are talking and drinking coffee.
“Hay bales!” Danny jumps up, running over to give me a hug. “I told you not to come.”
I hug her back. “How could I not come? I’m here to take you home.” I bury my face in her neck for a minute. Her being here reminds me how much I miss her. I knew I did, but seeing her in person really brings it home for me.
“We’ve talked about this. I’m not going back there.” She pulls back to look down at me. Danny and I look a lot alike in the face but she has a good four inches on me. She is tall and thin where I am a little thicker and on the shorter side.
“You don’t even like it in the city. Not really.”
“I don’t like it back home either.” She reminds me. “Not sure why you’re hanging on to it so much either.” She raises one of those eyebrows at me like she knows something I don’t.