Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
“That’s fine. Take your time.”
With a nod, his long legs ate up the ground as he headed around the exterior of the lodge and disappeared.
She had just finished a glass of wine when she received another text. Your chariot awaits out front.
When she went back outside, she noticed that Dayne had parked a small utility-type four-wheeler only feet from the front doors. Perks of being an owner, she guessed.
The man himself was leaning back against the hood of the all-terrain vehicle with both his arms and ankles crossed. Despite him appearing bored, she couldn’t deny the man was extremely handsome, as well as sexy. Even fully dressed, it was obvious he took good care of his physique.
So did his twin.
Dayne—she assumed this time it really was him due to the lack of facial hair—straightened and a genuine smile grew across his face when she approached. It was infectious and she didn’t bother to control her own.
No point in being coy since the man had his fingers inside her earlier.
“I didn’t get to ask this earlier because of my brother but…good day so far?” As soon as he shoved his dark sunglasses to the top of his dark blond head, she could see the gleam in his hazel eyes.
“Can’t complain about it.”
The lines at the corners of his eyes deepened. “We aim to please.”
“Apparently,” she teased, then jerked her chin towards the vehicle. It was open on the sides but had a roof and windshield as well as knobby tires made for off-road use. “Honestly, I thought we’d be walking.”
“The property is three-hundred acres. Do you really want to walk?” One of his eyebrows cocked. “Unless you want to go on horseback?”
She’d never ridden a horse in her life. “Motorized transportation will work perfectly fine.”
He flipped a hand toward the front seats. “Sit in the front with me.”
Had he expected her to treat him like some sort of chauffeur and sit in the back? She climbed into the passenger seat expecting him to join her.
He didn’t.
Instead, he went back to leaning against the hood of the UTV.
That was…odd. “Are we waiting on someone?”
Wearing a wicked smile, he glanced over his shoulder at her, then he tipped his head to his left. She looked in that direction, confused.
Then she saw him. Long legs ate up the distance between them. “Jack?” she whispered.
Was he serious? He invited the man she used in her imagination to…
Heat licked at her cheeks but also warmed her belly. Luckily, Jack had no idea she had objectified him. Her eyes flicked to the resort’s co-owner. Unless Dayne told him?
She pressed hands to her hot cheeks. Oh no.
“His name isn’t Jack,” Dayne mentioned casually.
Of course it wasn’t!
“It’s Heath.”
“You talked to him.” She might as well climb out of the vehicle and go hide in her room. Or under a rock.
“I invited him along. He only arrived this morning and hadn’t had a chance to check out the resort grounds.”
“Do you always do private tours?”
“Absolutely not,” was Dayne’s answer as Jack—no, Heath—reached them.
His dark eyes flicked back and forth between Dayne and Cara.
“Heath. Cara. Cara. Heath,” Dayne introduced.
“Hello, Cara.”
Holy smokes! His voice wrapped around her like a warm hug. He could talk dirty to her—like Dayne did earlier—anytime.
The corners of his lips curled upward. “Hello, Cara,” Heath repeated.
She shook herself mentally. “I…uh…hello.”
She silently groaned. She sounded like an idiot. Did she lose all her brain cells this morning with that orgasm?
With a smothered, but still audible, chuckle, Dayne invited Heath to climb in the back, and as he did, Dayne slid into the driver’s seat. He started the engine and called out, “Ready?”
Was she ever! Suddenly, she didn’t have one regret coming to the ranch. She was about to spend time with two very scrumptious men.
She reined in her excitement since she really couldn’t judge what kind of men they were based only on looks.
Panic washed over her. Maybe she shouldn’t go alone with two strangers. Beside the fact that Dayne gave her her first male-induced orgasm, she didn’t know him at all.
But before she could think twice about going, the UTV lurched forward and they were on their way.
“How long do you think we’ll be gone?” she asked Dayne.
He glanced over at her with his brow furrowed. “Is there a problem?”
“No…I…” She squeezed her eyes shut. Consent. They emphasized consent here. And Dayne, as one of the owners, probably helped write the resort’s policies. She opened her eyes and shook her head. “No. No problem. I was just curious if we’d be back in time for dinner.”
“If we’re not, I’ll make sure you’re fed when we return. I’ve got some pull around here.” One side of his mouth hiked up. “Don’t worry.”
When he reached over to squeeze her knee gently, her skin prickled under her jeans. And, goodness, not in a bad way. But his hand quickly returned to the steering wheel and he concentrated on driving. Was it weird that she missed his touch?