Page 49 of Cowboy Bull's Promise

Chapter Ten-Kian

Ever been so deep in your own head while driving that you blink and somehow, you’re just there?

At your destination, with no memory of the stoplights or the turns or the road at all?

Yeah. That’s me.

Right now.

Arliss is sitting next to me in the passenger seat like she owns the night. Chin up, eyes bright, a quiet kind of strength radiating off her like wildfire.

Her blonde hair is loose, soft waves tumbling around her shoulders, catching the light and my gaze like a damn magnet.

She looks like she belongs on a throne.

Not in my beat-up truck.

Not next to me.

Her t-shirt clings to those perfect curves and those jeans—holy fucking hell—they’re driving me halfway to crazy.

I’m so hard I can barely shift gears. My whole body’s coiled tight, like one wrong move might shatter me.

I must’ve been speeding, because it feels like we hit my cabin in seconds.

Too fast.

Not enough time to figure out what the hell I’m supposed to say or do next.

“Is this your place?” she asks, eyes wide as we pull up.

Fuck.

I should’ve cleaned.

Or lit a candle.

Or something.

Put out snacks.

Swept the porch.

Hell, anything.

But how was I supposed to know this stunning, chaotic, untouchable girl would look at me tonight and say Take me home?

My palms are sweating.

My heart’s doing its best impression of a stampede.

I nod, clearing my throat.

“Yeah, this is it. Uh, my Alph—my boss, Max—he’s got this thing where he gave all of us on the Crew a stake in the place. Came with a cabin of our own, too.”

Her brows lift. “Wow. That’s smart. The more invested you are, the harder you’ll work for it. Good incentive.”

I grin. I can’t help it.

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