Stud in Texas (Rugged and Risque 4)

“I don’t worry about anyone but Mac. And, as I said, I don’t foresee him coming back to Texas.”

“What makes you so sure?”

She sighed. “Let’s just say I can be convincing when I want to be. I made it perfectly clear he’s not getting a penny from me.”

Or anything else.

“I don’t know, Sky. He seems determined, if he’s still calling you.”

They reached Sam’s dual-axel, pewter-colored double cab pulled up to the front of the inn.

Sky said in a low voice, “Don’t worry about me. I can take care of myself.”

She did not intend to involve her friend in the drama that had shockingly unraveled in Nashville and had, unfortunately, chased her to Luckenbach.

Caleb swung open the doors on the passenger side and said to Reese, “Why don’t you and I take the back?” He winked at her.

Sky rolled her eyes. “Don’t go all eighth grade on us. I don’t want to catch y’all making out in the rearview mirror.”

“No promises there,” Reese said as she climbed into the back with Caleb’s help. He followed her in as Sam stepped toward Sky.

“Need a lift?” he asked in his sexy southern drawl. His glowing green eyes roved her body and he gave a slight shake of his head. “Damn, the things you do to a simple black dress.”

She couldn’t help but smile. Despite the fact she wasn’t in the mental frame of mind to get involved with anyone, she found him irresistible. And couldn’t stop from flirting.

“You clean up pretty well yourself, cowboy.”

He wore a button-down shirt, jeans and boots, all in black. His dark-as-night hair was a tad long, dusting the collar of his shirt in the back. The thick strands were tousled and the reckless style suited him just right.

He gingerly cupped her elbow as she hoisted herself up into the passenger’s seat, careful not to flash the black lace thong she wore under her skirt. When she was settled, he closed the door. Though not before giving her another once-over. Sky didn’t miss the heat in his eyes and it sent a wicked thrill through her.

She watched Sam as he rounded the front of the truck, thinking she hadn’t seen a hotter man in her life. And the fact that the strapping former Marine was a gentle giant melted her insides. He took great care with the horses, obviously. But he also had a tender touch with her. Something Sky found warm and inviting. Engaging. Welcomed.

Her stomach fluttered as he slid in beside her. She leaned toward him and whispered, “You get the feelin’ we’ve been set up?”

He grinned, and the fluttering in her stomach turned into flip-flops. He had pearly white teeth and perfect lips—not too thick, not too thin. She had the insane urge to nibble on the lower one.

Sam said, “They can’t help themselves, being in love and all that.”

She slid a glance to the backseat, only to find Caleb and Reese drowning in each other’s eyes.

Returning her attention to Sam, she added, “I’d be annoyed, except that I adore her. And, well, I will concede that she made a very nice selection for me.”

He chuckled, low and deep, sparking that dull ache in her pussy. Damn, he did the craziest things to her senses. So unexpectedly. Yes, she’d sworn off men when she’d moved to Luckenbach. Yet this one had her singing a different tune.

He said, “Notice I’m not complaining about the

matchmaking.”

With a crank of the key in the ignition, he started the truck and rolled out of the long driveway.

Of the vast property they were leaving, she said, “This place is bigger than all of Luckenbach and the partial outskirts of Fredericksburg.”

“Caleb searched for two years to find the right spot. He didn’t want to leave Texas, so I’d say we lucked out.”

“Definitely. It’s beautiful here.”

“How long have you been gone?” he asked.