Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 64763 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64763 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
I needed to get the hell out of here before this thing got any more out of hand.
Boyd leaned against the side of the barn and adjusted the bulge in his jeans. The huge bulge that ran down the inside of his thigh. Holy shit, all that was his dick?
I wanted to see it. All those inches. Touch it, feel the heat of it, the hardness. I doubted my fingers would get around it. My satisfied pussy clenched at the thought of that thing fitting in me.
No!
I was never going to find out how it would stretch me open, make me feel so full.
And a thing of that size stuck inside his well-worn jeans? A pang of guilt ran through me at leaving him blue-balled, but hey. I wasn’t the one to initiate this thing.
“So, Doc. You ready to take me up on that tour of the area?” He gave me that cocky, crooked smile. The one that got women out of their panties. Including me. “There are so many beautiful places to see in Cooper Valley.”
I bent down to pick up my keys, which must’ve fallen from my pocket during our romp. “Thank you, Boyd.” I glanced up at him, realized his dick was right at my eye level and stood up abruptly. “I, ah, appreciate the offer, but like I said before, I don’t have much time off. In fact, I need to get back to work right now.” I started backing toward the open barn door. “Because this was just hospital business, you know.”
He followed me, staying in the circle of my personal space, making me so damn susceptible to his charm. “Business,” he murmured mockingly. “Uh huh.”
“Yes. I came to check on—”
“I know.” He waved away my focus from his abdomen—the area of his wound. “But now you know I’m fine. And I know you’re pretty magnificent, yourself. Tasty, too.”
Oh, that sexy cowboy swagger. That dirty mouth.
Yeah, I’d do him again. And that made me everything he said. I was a bad girl. No good girl would think of doing what we’d just done.
Eek.
And that was why I needed to run the hell away from Wolf Ranch as fast as I could.
Boyd Wolf was temptation simmering in a gorgeous cowboy package. And I needed to remove myself from his influence before I tugged down his jeans and had my way with him.
I stumbled through the open barn door and then turned, walking swiftly toward my car.
“You sure, Doctor Ames?” he called from behind me. “I’ll be around for a few more days, at least.”
I stopped and turned, my professional instincts returning. “You can’t return to work until you’ve had a complete physical. I explicitly told your bosses that.”
A flicker of annoyance crossed his face, which irritated the hell out of me. This guy was way too alpha male. And everyone knew, they made the very worst patients of all.
“Looks like you were the one who got the physical,” he countered.
I blushed so hotly, it was possible I would burst into flames. He didn’t just say that. The cocky little shit!
I spared us both the goodbyes. Leaving swiftly was far more important than pleasantries that being a good girl would have had me said. I slid into my seat and slammed the door, jamming the key in the ignition.
Dammit! I dropped the keyring onto the floorboard. I leaned over to pick it up, frustration making my eyes burn with unshed tears. I knew Boyd still stood there watching, even though I refused to look. His magnetic field pulled women in from miles around. I’d probably feel it the entire drive down the road.
I started the car up and threw it in reverse, backing up way faster than I usually did. Boyd lifted his hand in a wave. I tried not to look, but he got me. Those green eyes trained straight through the rearview mirror, pinning me with a stare. For once, the cocky smile wasn’t present. He almost appeared… dismayed.
But that didn’t make sense. Boyd Wolf packed enough ego to last him a lifetime. He surely wouldn’t mourn one lost opportunity with a short, bespectacled doctor who could lose fifteen pounds and had zero game. Maybe it was because he hadn’t gotten off, that I was leaving before he had a happy ending of his own.
Only because the sun was in my eyes, I watched him in my mirror as I drove away.
Boyd never moved. He just stood there, staring at the back of my car like he’d lost his best friend.
I was sure I imagined that last part. No bad boy like him gave that notch on his bedpost a second glance.
Totally sure.
8
BOYD
Fuck. I couldn’t have screwed things up any worse.
No, that wasn’t true. I kept Audrey from getting a look at my wound, and I made her come. That had to mean something.