Page 55 of Wrangling a Wild Texan

It turned out he was extremely good at Sunshine art. Using his tongue and lips, he painted her body into a trembling canvas of need. When he reached the tattoo on her hip, he lightly kissed each petal as if adding the most delicate highlights before moving down a few inches to her quivering center. With all his prep work, all it took was one deep kiss and a few flicks of his tongue to send her flying.

He stayed with her until the last tremor and sigh. Then he lifted his head and smiled smugly.

“Not to shabby for my first work of art.”

Before she could answer, the front door opened.

“Uncle Reid! I’m home!”

Reid and Sunny stared at each other in horror for only a second before springing from the bed like a couple of naughty teenagers caught by their parents. Reid grabbed his jeans while Sunny grabbed his shirt.

But before they could even start to get dressed, Sophie appeared in the doorway. They both tried to hide like shy virgins behind the piece of clothing they held as Sophie looked between them in disbelief.

Reid finally broke the awkward silence with an angry bellow. “Get out, Sophie!”

She flinched before she turned and hurried down the hallway, followed by the slamming of the front door.

“Shit!” Reid tugged on his jeans before racing after her.

Sunny hadn’t even finished getting dressed when he returned looking like a wild man.

“She took your car!”

Chapter Nineteen

“Sophie’s being taken to the county hospital.”

Reid clutched his cellphone and tried to comprehend the words Sheriff Decker Carson had just spoken, but his brain couldn’t. He removed his arm from around Sunny and got up from the couch. “What do you mean she’s been taken to the hospital?”

Sunny jumped up and stared at him. “Sophie’s hurt?”

He didn’t answer her. He was too focused on Decker’s reply.

“The ambulance is leaving the crash site now.”

Crash site?Reid felt like his heart dropped to his feet as fear knifed through him. “Is she okay?”

“She’s conscious, but pretty banged up.” Decker hesitated. “She was asking for you.”

“I’m on my way.” He hung up and headed straight for the door, thankful that earlier he and Sunny had made the trek to the Holidays and gotten his truck. Sunny hurried after him.

“What happened?”

Exactly what he’d been worried was going to happen. But he’d let Sunny talk him out of calling the police or going after her. He’d let her convince him that Sophie had just taken a littleharmless joyride and would be back anytime. But it looked like Sophie hadn’t just gone on a harmless joyride. She’d gotten in an accident on the highway.

A serious accident.

He ignored Sunny’s question and got in his truck. He wasn’t in the mood for company, but she hopped into the passenger seat before he could stop her. Which wasn’t a good thing. When they passed the site of the accident and he saw Sunny’s totaled car being hooked to a tow truck, his composure snapped and fear had him lashing out in anger.

“Why would you leave your keys in your car? What the hell were you thinking?”

Sunny looked over at him in stunned shock. “I’m sorry. I didn’t think anyone would steal my car on the Holiday Ranch.”

“Why would you think that when you witnessed firsthand Sophie stealing my truck?”

“Sophie wasn’t there. If she had been, I wouldn’t have been there.”

He looked back at the road. “Maybe you shouldn’t have been.”

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