Series: Big Texas Billionaires #1
Author: Sloan Storm
oil billionaire Colt Kincade demands I sell him my ranch. But I refuse, and
he’s not happy about it.
lusting after him just because he’s hotter than a two-dollar pistol. He may
have tongues wagging all across the Lone Star state, but his charms won’t work
God’s gift attitude, his soul-searing, come-and-get-it-girls stare.
to keep my cock from tying in a knot. I had a vague idea of what I expected her
to look like…
hour, drilling of a different sort was on my mind. However, despite her earlier
behavior, or maybe because of it, Jessie kept it professional, stopping by once
or twice to correct my form.
off. Shit, sweat poured from places I didn’t know it could. No idea how people
made a regular habit of this insanity.
and headed her direction. Thing is, I had to be careful. Sending the wrong
message would get me in a heap of trouble and no closer to the actual reason
I’d come there.
was so ugly his momma had to tie a pork chop around his neck so the dogs would
play with him.
a cute little wink. “Not bad. Usually big guys like yourself quit the first
time around. They never come back after that.”
say this is my first yoga rodeo.”
doing there, see how she reacted. But, the longer we talked, the more
impossible I realized that would be. Bullets were already flying, ricocheting
on the battlefield, and I needed a new strategy.
about her life, including her adoption. Also, I knew her birth father, was a
friend of his. If that wasn’t enough to have her kicking me out the front door,
she was the heir to a ranch I needed in the worst way.
tracked her down. My gut told me there had to be another way to make it happen,
but my brain hadn’t bothered to provide me any details. Getting an eyeful of
that tight, lean body of hers though, I knew one thing for sure.
town? Here on business?”
a yoga studio?”
for a beginner. We have other options.”
into a pretzel in the meantime.”
was like the first bird you hear when Spring’s sprung at last. When she
finished, Jessie drew her hands together at her waiflike waist, smiling so
bright, I swore I saw it twinkle.
you’ll excuse me, I need to get ready for it.”
and that little woman stirred sensations inside of me that’d been dormant for a
long damn time. She turned and looked at me over her shoulder, catching me in
future and not a yoga mat in sight.
me, but it was awful close. That little dove was a far cry from the viper pit
of the social scene around Dallas. Over the years, I’d seen some women do crazy
shit to remain in my orbit.
the women who challenge them. As such, power plays and passion are the heart of
each and every story.
strikes, but the essence of all tales told wind up back at the same place…
the polarizing difference between the sexes.
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