Tempting Love (Cowboys & Angels 3)

It didn’t even take me a second to answer.

“Yes. It’s her I don’t trust.” I threw that last sentence in because I assumed he was talking to Cassidy.

“Spoken like a woman who isn’t naïve,” Vi said.

Mitchell lifted his eyes and looked at me from across the street. Almost as if he knew my gaze was on him. He smiled and my stomach dropped and instantly fluttered. When he looked back to the woman, his smile slipped off his face.

A moment ago when he was looking at me and smiling, now he seemed angry. He went to step around the woman and she reached for his arm. It was Cassidy. Pulling his arm free, he said something that caused her to take a step back. I wondered if he’d put her in her place, like that day in the ladies’ restroom.

“Aunt Vi, don’t you look beautiful this evening,” Waylynn said.

I looked up at Mitchell’s sister. “She’s on the hunt for a man,” I offered.

Waylynn’s brows lifted. “Me too! Let’s go hunt together.”

Vi let out a laugh and stood. “You always were my favorite, Waylynn.”

I focused back on Mitchell and Cassidy, but they were both gone. My heart started to race and my mind wandered to a place it shouldn’t.

Did they go off together?

No, I know better.

Cheese and crackers, Corina. Settle down.

I suddenly felt sick. Standing, I took in a deep breath and came face to face with Mitchell.

He looked concerned, reaching out for me. “What’s wrong?” he asked.

My mouth opened but nothing came out. What was I going to say? I’m jealous because you’re talking to a woman you slept with a while ago?

Like that would go over well.

“Nothing. I felt a little sick. It’s pretty warm out, and I don’t think I’ve had enough water today.”

Mitchell frowned. “You need to make sure you’re drinking water, dove.”

His pet name felt like a cool breeze over my hot skin.

“I know,” I barely replied.

Mitchell wrapped his arm around my waist and led me to one of the food booths. My mind was racing with what I should do next: ask him what he and Cassidy had talked about? Or ignore it and let my curiosity fester?

I knew what to do. I wasn’t into playing games, and I knew Mitchell wasn’t either. Before I had a chance to ask, he spoke first. “Cassidy was asking how serious we are.”

A lump formed in my throat. I looked up at him as we waited in line.

“I told her we were serious and exclusive. You’re my girlfriend and I am your boyfriend.”

My body tingled as he spoke. “What did she say after that?”

He rolled his eyes. “Some smart-ass remark about me not being able to stay with one woman.”

The tingles vanished. “Is she right?” I asked, deciding to voice my worries.

Mitchell looked hurt. I regretted asking the question, but then again, I felt like I needed to.

“She’s far from it. I know I didn’t start things off right with us, and I regret it. I can’t change that, but the last thing I want is for you to think I might cheat on you. I would never do that to you, Corina.”

Lifting up on my toes, I wrapped my arms around his neck. I had already known the answer in my heart, but my head was being a bitch and wanted reassurance.

Our lips pressed together. Mitchell’s hand moved up my back and into my hair, tugging me closer to him.

He pulled back and gave me a sexy grin. “I have another position.”

Lifting a brow, I asked, “Really? I’m listening.”

Mitchell looked around, then back at me. “I say we sneak behind this food trailer and see how quiet we can be in public.”

My eyes widened in surprise. “Are you serious, Mitchell? Sex in public? You’re a cop!”

He laughed. “That makes it all the more fun.”

I chewed on my lip as I thought about it. Mitchell grabbed my hand and pulled me around the food truck. It was darker and no one was around, but we could hear the voices of everyone around us.

“I can’t do this!” I whispered.

When he gave me a sexy-as-sin grin, I knew I was about to lose this battle.

Mitchell unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down. My eyes moved down to stare at his impressive length. Taking a breath, I leaned over and took him into my mouth. Mitchell hissed and dug his fingers into my hair. How did this man have such an effect on me? He brought out my naughty side, and I loved it!

Reaching with my other hand, I played with his balls before slipping my fingers and applying light pressure around his shaft. Mitchell let out a groan, tapped me on the head, and said, “Baby, I’m going to come.”

You can do this, Corina!

And did I ever. I swallowed every drop of Mitchell’s cum. When I stood up, I wiped my mouth and looked at him. His eyes were glassy, and he had a smile on his face.