Desired (Wanted 6)

“Gunner? Gunner Mathews?”

I glanced over my shoulder to see a pretty girl with light-brown hair smiling at me.

“Yes. Do I know you?”

She giggled as her face turned bright red. Okay, clearly she knows me. Shit. I would have remembered if I had gone out with her and hooked up. For the life of me, I couldn’t place her.

“Madison. Madison Miller.”

Feeling like a complete asshole, I silently said a prayer I hadn’t slept with this girl in a drunken fit and forgotten. I was usually not the type of guy to do that.

“I’m sorry . . . I’m not placing you.”

Her cheeks flus

hed more, and she glanced down. “I guess you wouldn’t remember me. We were in history class a few years back. You sat next to me, and . . . well . . . we flirted a few times.”

I smiled, and I swear the girl swayed.

Josh soon was pushing past me, taking Madison’s hand in his and kissing the back of it. “You’re an asshole, Gunner. I would have never forgotten a beautiful face like this.”

The poor thing looked like she was about to pass out when Josh let his lips linger on her hand a few seconds too long.

Pushing Josh out of the way, I stood in front of him. It slowly came back to me who she was, and she was right. We flirted hard-core in that class, but I never did ask her out.

“I do remember, you know. You have an obsession with notebooks.”

Her smile grew over her face, and her pretty hazel eyes lit up like the fourth of July.

“Yep! That’s me. How have you been?”

The way her eyes moved over my body gave me the feeling she wasn’t just interested in what I had been up to the last few years.

“I’ve been good. Busy with football and school. How about you?”

“School and horseback riding.”

My brows lifted as my interest was kicked up a notch or two.

“Horseback riding?” I asked.

With a nod, she replied, “Yes, my parents own a small ranch outside of Buda. It’s a camp for kids with special needs. One of the things we do there is horseback riding. The kids love it. I’m one of the guides for them when I’m not busting my butt at school.”

There was a certain amount of charm to Madison. She tried pulling off the innocence act, but I had a feeling the girl was far from it. Especially with the way she was eye fucking the hell out of me.

“That’s awesome,” I stated with a little bit of a bigger smile.

Madison chewed on the inside of her cheek and dropped her eyes to the ground as if trying to build up the courage to ask me something. When her hazel eyes met my blue, she licked her lips and went for it.

“Are you busy later? Maybe we could meet for a drink or something?”

My cock should be jumping in my pants at the idea of a beautiful woman asking me out, but it didn’t. I wanted it to. I hadn’t had sex in so long I was about to lose my damn mind.

It didn’t jump because the only thing I could think about was the goddamn blue eyes that had been haunting my dreams. My mystery dream girl who had caused me to wake up more than once with my hand wrapped around my cock.

Before I could stop my mouth, I replied, “Nope, I’m not busy at all.”

Her smile grew even wider. “Great. Where do you want to meet?”