Page 19 of Big Daddy Bull Riders

“So,” Jackson said a few minutes later, his voice ringing a little more serious as he shifted and once again looked across the space that separated their chairs, “what do you make of that Sparks fella?”

Slater looked serious, too, as he returned the gaze. Any lingering awkwardness from their conversation and resulting kiss fell away as they got back to business. “You remember that time in Wyoming when we had a bad feeling about those fellers in Cheyenne?”

“The ones who tried to make off with the prize money?” Jackson asked.

“Yep. We had a bad feeling before they even tried to rob the place.”

Jackson thought it over and then slowly nodded. “You’re saying you have that same feeling about this guy we saw tonight?”

“Sure do,” Slater confirmed.

Jackson returned his attention back to the mountains. He swallowed hard and then admitted, “So do I.”

“Then what do you want to do?” Slater inquired.

Jackson thought for another moment before laughing. “What we do best. Let’s raise a ruckus.”

CHAPTERTEN

Mina was nearly coming when she woke up.

She sat with a start, sweat beading on her forehead, finding her breath shallow. Her hand was still in her panties, her index finger gliding over her clit at just the perfect pace.

Why stop?she asked herself.

She was already so close that her legs were quivering. There was no sense in easing off now.

It had been those damn dreams she’d had all night that set her off. All night long, reveries of Jackson and Slater holding her close had invaded her sleep. They seemed so real that it was as if they’d actually happened.

Especially that last one.

The one where Jackson was slamming her hard from the front while Slater railed her from behind. Shit! It had been wonderful, and she was disappointed to realize it had never actually happened.

Evidently, her body had realized she needed something. A consolation prize, if you will. Because she’d woken up in the middle of “the act,” putting just the right amount of speed and pressure on her feminine pearl to get her there.

She brought her left hand up, under her shirt, and tweaked her nipple. That was all she could handle. She came with a climactic shudder.

As she lay in the bed, collecting herself, her mind stayed focused on the two cowboys. The night before had been amazing! They’d bought her outfits, stuffies, and a few other odds and ends. But the best part had been the way they’d looked at her with those adoring gazes. There was so much affection in them.

Or there seemed to be.

Was that possible? They barely knew her. Yet it seemed as if they’d hit it off. Like she could already tell they were moving toward… something.

That brought up another burning question.

Say it was possible that they were already crazy about her… Was it possible thatthe three of themcould be… a thing?

Did real life work that way or was that only something that happened in romance novels?

Mina didn’t have any answers. But she knew one thing: she had to see Jackson and Slater today. That burning desire could not be satisfied until she was at least in their presence again. After that, well, who knew?

She yawned and stretched before wiping the sleep away from her eyes. Between being hot and bothered by those cowboys, and the weird scurrying noises she’d heard last night, sleep had been a bit fitful.

That was as to be expected, she figured, being her first night in a new place.

Those strange noises hadn’t freaked her out too badly. They weren’t made by a human. And for all she knew, it was a branch scraping across outside wall or something. But it sure sounded like it came from the third floor and that it was, perhaps, an animal.

She hoped there weren’t any mice in the building, but with an old structure, it made sense that there could be.

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