Page 23 of A Cowboy's Heart

“It’s not far from here. You can walk. Just follow the road up behind the lodge. I’ll leave the gate open.”

Devin kissed her. “I’ll see you in about an hour.”

The smile on her face had him almost picking her up and carrying her to the bedroom. His heart slammed against his ribs as he looked at her.

Shit. I am in so much trouble.

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As she showered, Willa couldn’t stop smiling and wishing they could have showered together. She’d been so hurt when he’d said he couldn’tstay because she thought he was a typical man where after having sex with her, he couldn’t tear out of there fast enough. It wasn’t that at all. She should’ve realized he couldn’t be seen leaving a guest’s cabin in the early morning.

God!The sex had been fantastic. Devin was a fantastic lover, and her orgasms had been earth-shattering, to say the least. Her knees had nearly buckled when he let her put her legs down.Sex against the wall. She’d read about it in the books she couldn’t get enough of, but never had she thought she’d ever experience it. Now since she had, she knew it was the sexiest thing ever. She wanted to ride him and couldn’t wait to get to his place.

Entering the living room, she picked up her key then walked outside. Even though it was nine o’clock, it was still unbearably hot. No one was out. The full moon and streetlamps lit up the walk like a guiding light for her to see the road.

The day had started out shitty with the trail ride but then had gotten better when Devin spoke to her at the creek. But nothing compared to what had just happened between them. The weeks here were going to fly by, she just knew it. She faltered to a halt. If she kept on, her heart was going to get broken. In only three days, he’d started working his way into her heart. Was it possible to fall in love with someone in only three days? Was it love or simply infatuation? She knew he didn’t love her. Although he said he never got involved with the guests, how did she know that to be true? He could tell that to any woman with whom he got involved.

Damn it!What was she doing? She should just turn around and go back to the cabin. It would be for the best just to stay away from him. Ignore him. Not needing to participate in any activities, she could stay in her cabin and work on the rest of Rocky’s itinerary. It would keep her busy and she wouldn’t have to face Devin. She wouldn’t have to see him in his sexy jeans and chaps, and she wouldn’t be having sex with him.Well, hell.That changed her mind.

Taking a deep breath, she continued on her way and walked past the lodge then around the back of it. He’d told her to just follow the road behind the lodge, and it would lead right to his gate. She saw aNo Trespassingsign, but the gate was open just as he said it would be. She was glad she walked a lot because she had to go up an incline.

She came to a stop when she saw the home in front of her. It was hard to see all of it, but with the moon shining down on it and the lights shining out from inside, she could see it was impressive. The windows along the front were tall and wide. It reminded her of a ski chalet she’d stayed at in Colorado a few years ago when she and Rocky had been there for a movie shoot and had done some skiing while there.

“You coming up or just going to stand there?” Devin said from somewhere on the porch.

“Where are you?” She squinted as if that would help her see in the dark.

“I’m sitting here on the porch. Come on up, darlin’.”

She was really beginning to like him callingher that. Taking a deep breath, she started up the drive. A dog barked, making her stop.

“Will he bite?” she asked as the dog came toward her.

“She, and no. Dolly is just a good watchdog. She’s friendly.”

Willa kneeled and put her hand out to the dog as she approached her.

“Hello Dolly.” She laughed. “I feel like I should break into song.”

She heard Devin chuckle as she stood and walked to the porch then up the steps.

“What took you so long?” he asked her.

“Nothing…”

“You had doubts about coming here, didn’t you?”

“I just don’t want to be one in a long list, Devin.”

“A long list of what?”

“Of women you’ve had here.”

“It’s a damn short list. Besides relatives, you’re the only other woman on it,” he snarled.

Moving over toward him, she took a seat in the rocking chair beside him. His booted feet were propped up on the wooden rail which surrounded the porch.

“I’m sorry. I don’t mean to make you angry. I have trust issues with men.”

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