Page 41 of The Rancher's Addiction

“Let’s get you to bed.”

His arm wrapped around her waist to steady her as they entered the house, walked up the wide steps, and then down the hallway back to his room.

Once in, he pulled back the covers.“Take your shorts off and get in, baby.”

Without a word, she pulled off her shoes and shorts and slid onto the bed.She turned on her side, sighed, closed her eyes, and was out within seconds.

He set her bag on the dresser and then stood, looking at her.He couldn’t believe the feeling of supreme satisfaction he had with having her in his home and bed, and he didn't know if he’d be able to let her go anytime soon.

His lips pressed against her temple before he walked out.His men cornered him with several questions before he was able to set foot in any of the barns.He’d keep as busy as possible in hopes it would distract him from the sultry thoughts filling his head.

Chapter Seventeen

Jenny rolled over whenshe heard a shower turn on.It took her a moment to remember where she was.She was actually in Mac’s bedroom.

She glanced around the huge room, trying to learn as much as she could about the man she was quickly falling in love with.Besides the large bed, there was a sofa and a chair on the other side of the room.The area also had a television and what appeared to be a small bar.She could see him in the space after a long day of work with a glass of something, stretched out in the chair, watching the news.

Her head jerked around when she heard the bathroom door open.The air lodged in her lungs when Mac walked out in nothing but a towel and used another one to dry his dark hair.

Jesus, there wasn’t anything about the man that wasn’t attractive.His chest was broad, and the muscles were clearly defined with just the right amount of hair in the middle.His arms were muscular from the long hours he spent working on the ranch.

The top half of him was a teak color from the sun, while the bottom half was a few shades lighter.The muscles in his legs bulged, and she thought his thigh was as big around as her waist.Even his feet were sexy.

“Woman, if you keep looking at me like that, you won’t get fed anytime soon.”

She inhaled, nodded, and kept her eyes on his.“I ...I’m not that hungry.”She almost gasped.Oh, Lord, she hadn't meant to say that out loud.

His hands went to his waist.“You’re killing me, Sweetheart.I want to make this good for you, but you keep doing shit like that.”

She bit her lip to keep from grinning at the petulant tone of his voice.“I’m sorry.”

His eyes narrowed, and he growled.“No, you’re not.”

She laughed.

“We’ll make a compromise,” he said.

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