Page 11 of Sara’s Dom (The Doms of Madison County)

She waved. “Drive safe.”

She closed the door and locked it. She turned to see her dogs waiting for attention. She slid to the floor and held her arms out. They both hurried to her and started kissing her as their tails wagged furiously.

“Oh, you guys. Am I doing the right thing? He’s the type of man I’ve always desired, but now I’m afraid he’ll be too much for me to handle.”

Lacy whined.

Sara smiled. “Yeah, I know. I have to stop being a wimp and give the man a chance. It’s just that I feel Grant could hurt me so easily, and I’m afraid if that happened, I wouldn’t ever try again. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life alone.”

Chapter Six

The next day, Sara spent the morning at the ranch helping clean stalls and brushing the animals. She kept herself busy when she got home, but every minute seemed to drag on. When she heard a truck pull into her driveway, she exhaled in relief that he was finally here, but then her stomach cramped because of nerves and desire.

That surprised her the most. All she had to do was think about Grant, and her body softened, and her nipples peaked into hard little points.

The dogs barked when he knocked on the door.

Sara rushed to it, opened it, and smiled. “Hi,” she said.

He looked down at her with so much masculine intensity it made her already achy body spasm in need.

“Hi, yourself. Are you ready to go, Sweetheart?”

She loved it when he called her that. Her husband had never been into endearments.

“Yes.”

She stepped out and turned her back to lock the door. A shudder raced through her when she felt a wall of heated muscle press against her back. Her hands started shaking.

“Jesus, woman. When I get my hands on you, I won’t be letting you go.”

“Okay,” she whispered.

He grunted, took the keys from her hands, and locked her door before handing them back to her. She put them in her purse before he took her hand.

He silently led her to his truck and opened the door. He lifted her in and leaned over to buckle her belt. He didn’t straighten but stared intently into her eyes.

His finger came up and caressed her bottom lip. “I want to kiss you in the worst way, but I’m afraid I won’t be able tostop.”

She wanted to burst out and say, “okay,” but the way he was making her feel was scaring her a little.

He cursed under his breath before releasing her. He shut her door, walked around the truck, and got in. After he drove out of the driveway, he took her hand and didn’t release it until they pulled into the ranch.

He parked in the same place, came around, and lifted her out.

“I brought some treats. Can I sit with him for a while?” she asked.

“Yes, but I’ll be watching.”

Sara nodded. “Do you have a name for the dog?”

Grant shook his head. “No.”

“Will the owner of the ranch name him?”

“No, we can. In fact, I’ll leave that up to you.”

She smiled. “Really?”

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