Sex Drive (Country Roads 1)

“No,” Rex replied. “Just until I was sure you were pregnant.”

“This is what I never understood about you,” Lucy ranted. “You do some of the dumbest things. And when the idiot-o-meter hits a dangerous level, that’s when you justify your actions!”

“He wants you to have his baby,” Luke explained.

“I sort of got that part,” Lucy said, fury coloring her eyes. “I have a career!”

“So what? Clearly, you aren’t happy. You’re burned out. Tired. It’s time to let someone else run the company for a bit.”

“Drivers and their families are counting on me!”

“Your point?” Rex asked.

Luke shook his head. She might as well save her breath.

“I can’t miss work!”

“I didn’t ask you to miss work. I left you tied to the bed so you can be accessible while you’re on leave. Consider the time off a mini vacation long overdue.”

“Attending race events is part of what I do!”

“Don’t fret,” Luke told her. “Your company would’ve been in good hands. He was going to ask Billy to stand in for you.”

“Billy?” she screeched. “Are you serious? Billy is dumb as a coal bucket!”

“Thanks,” Billy remarked, stepping onto the porch. “I may not have the hardest tool in the pits, but at least I’m not out here walking around in handcuffs dragging two by fours—or bedposts, which are what those look like—around behind me.”

“Oh God,” Lucy said, bowing her head. “This is a nightmare.”

“I think it’s kind of funny,” Luke said, approaching her.

“Me, too,” Billy agreed, taking a seat on the swing. “If this is how folks live in the country, I may get used to things out here.” A beat later, he looked at Rex and said, “What’d you do, use those cuffs with the plastic pulleys?”

“No,” Rex snapped.

She lifted a brow.

“Did I?”

Luke shook his head. “Yes. You were so excited about becoming a daddy that you didn’t pay attention to what you used. Lucy was asleep, and you saw a prime opportunity to strap her to the bed.”

Billy frowned. “Wait a minute. Did the two of you try to hold Lucy against her will?”

“Don’t worry about it, Billy.” She looked at Luke and then shot Rex a mean stare, one certain to make the hairs stand up on the back of Rex’s neck. “I’m used to them. We’ve been playing these games since before I was able to drink alcohol.”

“That’s not right,” Luke corrected her. “The first time we had sex was on your twenty-first birthday.”

She smiled. “Yes, but we’ve been chasing one another around since I was about this high.” She stuck her arm out in front of her and dropped her hand a few inches.

“Really?” Billy asked, studying the wood she was still swinging around. “You must’ve been a strong little tike, huh?”

She pursed her lips and batted her eyelashes. “Now you see why I don’t want Billy taking over the company?” Quickly, she addressed Billy, “Sorry, hon.”

Billy shrugged. “Hey, no problem. I couldn’t do what you do anyway.”

Rex rubbed his chin. “Could I?”

Lucy looked down at the heavy limbs she’d accumulated and sighed. “I guess there’s only one way to find out.”