Page 22 of The Wrangler Takes a Wife

Chapter Nine

Amara

After the night she had, Amara was so grateful she was only working half the day.

The sun wasn’t even up when Chase woke her up long enough to tell her,“I’m heading out. I have to start my day, but I’ll stop by the diner to see you later.”

Then he kissed her forehead and arranged her blanket so she was snug beneath them. The exhaustion dragged her back to sleep. So, she hadn’t had the time to think about it then. However, since she started her day, all she could do was replay every detail of the previous night. In the shower, vivid memories of how he teased her body and made her feel good flooded her mind. It didn’t stop there. All morning, she had been distracted with thoughts of him.What the hell did I get myself into?

The arrangement was a constantly evolving situation. Just when she acceptedthey could indulge in the bonus of satisfying each other, something shifted as he stroked deep within her. The way their gazes locked, and he called her name with such passion,made her feel that they were in way over their heads. It all felt far too intimate. It was as if they couldn’t get enough of each other. After the first time he’d held her, she’d felt so… safe. Like in his arms was exactly where she was meant to be.

This isn’t real.Amara admonished herself. Chase had kissed her then and made her forget her bout with reality. By the time he demanded, “what are you doing to me?” She could barely remember her damn name.

Her body responded to every stroke, tender or unhinged. She clung to him, fucking him back with wild abandonment. The demands she made were met and then exceeded. Her cheeks flushed as remembered how she begged him.“Fuck me. Harder. I can take it.”

Chase had gone stalk still.“I don’t think you know what you’re asking.”His stare almost made her rethink her request. Almost.

But Amara loved the way he stretched and filled her. Her walls squeezed him. His jaw ticked in response. So, this was what it felt like to play with fire. God help her. She wanted to ride the high. Recklessly she had taunted,“well, if you can’t…”

He slammed into her, stealing her breath. She sighed in contentment as her walls spasmed at the memory. This shit was embarrassing. She could feel the wetness in her panties at the memory.

Tap, tap. A soft knock on her office door distracted her. “Who is it?” she called.

“It’s Jo.”

“Come in.”

Her cousin came in and locked the door behind her. Jo sat at the edge of her desk. “What’s going on with you and Chase?”

Oh, so this was how this conversation was going to go. No greeting or anything. She and Jo were very close. Not only were they close in age, with Amara being three years older, they were the only girls out of twenty-one cousins. She adored Jo, but Amara could tell she was on one.

“I don’t know what you mean?”

“Don’t play dumb. I mean. One minute you can’t stand him. You ignored our pleas to allow him to eat here.”

You guys were being soft.Amara thought, smirking.

“Then he calls me up out of the blue for a lease for a portion of the land. Oh. The kicker. You two showed up yesterday, and I could feel the tension between you. Not to mention the way he was eye fucking you.”

There were a few ways to handle this. It made little sense to deny it. Especially with them wanting to make people believe they had fallen for each other. Apparently, it was going to be easier than she thought. Amara shrugged.

“Nah-uh. Use your words. What’s going on?”

“Chase came in so we could reach a truce. It turns out he isn’t so bad.”

“Uh.” Jo’s features softened. “I see.” Her cousin sounded just like their moms did, the way she said that. “What did you do last night?”

“Why?”

Jo laughed right in her face. “Don’t make me go into interrogation mode.”

“Chase and I went to Lucky’s.”

Ugh. Jo’s huge smile made her groan internally. “Oh, you guys went on a date.”

“Yeah,” Amara conceded.

“How was it?”

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