Page 25 of A Cowboy Takes A Chance

Son of a bitch!Sex had never been that good for him.Ever. Sucking in deep breaths, he couldn’t get over how good it had been with her.Fuck!He wanted her again, and anger poured over him. How could he let this happen? Why had he allowed this to happen? Damn it. He loved Bethany, and no other woman would worm her way into his heart because he was too afraid to let them in.Christ!He was so pissed at letting his damn dick rule his head. Swinging his legs over the bed, he stood then pulled his jeans on and walked into the bathroom to dispose of the condom then he stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Entering the kitchen, he yanked the fridge door open and grabbed a bottle of water. Leaning back against the counter, he twisted the cap off and took a long swig.

“You’re regretting it, aren’t you?” Presley asked from the doorway.

Jaxon emptied the water into the sink then threw the bottle into the recycle bin so hard that it bounced out and landed on the floor, and then he turned to look at her.

“It never should have happened. I told you I didn’t want to get involved with anyone.”

“You also told me it could only be sex for you. That was only sex,” she said, waving her hand.

“Don’t be a fucking smartass. I know what I said, but I also know how women get once they’ve been with a man. This will not amount to anything,” he shouted.

“Who are you trying to convince? Me or yourself?”

Jaxon clenched his jaw as he strode toward her.

“I think it’s best you leave. This was a mistake,” he growled. “Go.”

Presley stared at him, and he watched as she blinked tears away. This had definitely been a mistake. He hadn’t wanted to hurt her.

“You’re right. It was a huge mistake,” she replied. After taking a deep breath, she spun on her heel and walked away from him. He winced when he heard the front door slam.

“Son of a bitch!”Jaxon took a deep breath then headed for the shower. Maybe he could scrub her scent from his skin. Marching down the hallway, he clenched his fists and flattened his lips, then entered his bedroom, and then the bathroom, shoving the door closed with a loud bang.

Chapter Seven

Saturday night, Presley pulled on a blue and white striped dress that ended just above her knees. It was sleeveless with a tight bodice and flowing skirt. The blue matched her eyes. On her feet were cowboy boots with blue stitching. She didn’t know what to expect at the dance, but she was looking forward to going. Jaxon hadn’t mentioned if he’d be there, but then again, did she care since he threw her out of his house after mind-blowing sex.You are going to drive yourself insane!

“Yeah, already there,” she murmured as she stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror.

After applying light makeup and pulling her hair up into a ponytail, she took a deep breath and left the cabin. As she walked toward the huge barn, she glanced around to see most of the guests headed that way too. She was startled when someone elbowed her, and she looked to see Bett and her friend, Trixie beside her.

“I can’t believe I’m leaving tomorrow,” Bett said.

“I’ll miss you,” Presley said and meant it.

“Can we exchange email addresses? I’d love to keep in touch with you.”

Presley smiled and nodded. “Of course. I’d like that very much.”

Bett looked her up and down. “You look so pretty. Maybe that dress will get a certain cowboy to dance with you.” She winked.

“I doubt that. No fraternizing, remember?”

Bett snorted. “Yeah, right.”

“I’d like to dance with Chip, but he seems so distant towards me,” Trixie said.

“Probably because of the rules, Trix, but you can ask him to dance. Let’s just go have some fun. A live band is great.”

Presley watched as Bett and Trixie practically skipped toward the barn. The doors were open, and she could see bare lightbulbs hanging from wires strung across the rafters. Stacks of hay sat against each wall, and a stage was set up toward the back. The large dance floor was parquet flooring. Entering the barn, she looked around to see tables with checkered cloths on them sitting close to the entrance. A buffet and bar sat alongside the band stage. Glancing around, she didn’t see Jaxon anywhere. Her heart sunk in disappointment.

“Hello,” a female voice said from beside her.

Presley looked over to see a beautiful woman smiling at her. She had strawberry blonde hair and killer jade green eyes.

“Hi,” Presley said, smiling.

The woman stuck her hand out. “I’m Willa Callahan.”

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