Page 3 of Cowboy Wolf's Secret Baby

She moaned when he found her maidenhead and gently pushed past it. There was a tiny pinch of pain, but it was quickly replaced by absolute bliss.

Their bodies began to move together rhythmically, a slow dance of love and bliss.

An inferno raged out of control and lightning coursed through her body. Beth moaned his name and the world disappeared. Pure ecstasy shrouded them. She began to tremble and her inner walls pulsated, massaging him.

“Yes, Beth. That’s it, Baby.”

He began to throb, together they reached the highest mountains. Then, he collapsed, lying next to her, pulling her close to him.

“I love you,” he said.

Beth’s heart stopped. Those were the words she had been dying to hear for so long.

“I love you, too.”

They snuggled together and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Matilda, Beth’s mother, stopped by the house the next day. Beth groaned. Her mother’s magic was dark, and the energy she carried around with her reeked.

“When is that cowboy leaving?” Matilda demanded.

“I don’t know,” Beth said.

“He’s had plenty of time to heal.”

Beth didn’t say anything. She simply busied herself in the kitchen, preparing one of her special lotions for a woman with multiple sclerosis.

“You’re in love with him,” Matilda announced.

Beth still didn’t speak.

“Send him on his way. He’s a rodeo man. He’ll only break your heart,” Matilda said.

“Since when do you care about my broken heart, Mother?”

“How can you say that? You’re my baby daughter, and I love you.”

The only thing you love is yourself, Beth thought, although she didn’t say the words aloud.

“He’ll run off and leave you hurting. Mark my words, Little Girl,” Matilda said as she bustled out the door.

Conner, who had overheard the conversation, came up behind Beth and wrapped his arms around her waist. “I do love you. We’ll find a way to make this work.” He kissed her neck.

She turned around and laid her head on his chest and sighed. The world felt so right when his arms were around her.

“I’ve got some business to take care of today,” Conner said. “I’ll see you later.”

Beth never knew that when he walked out that door, she would never see him again.

A few days later, Beth was in the living room lying on the couch. She had been feeling tired lately. For the last week it seemed that as soon as she got up, made breakfast, and ate, she needed a nap.

Lyla, Beth’s older sister, had come for a visit and noticed that she was pale. “Are you feeling okay?”

“Yeah. Just tired. I probably just caught a bug or something. I’m going to lie down.”

Lyla called their mother, who then dropped by.

“She thinks it might be a bug. I wonder if she’s depressed because that rodeo man left town without so much as a goodbye.”

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