Page 40 of Cowboy Stole My Heart
Sam would have laughed but she didn’t give him the chance. Mia grabbed him by the back of his head, gripping his hair and tugging him forward, her mouth closing over his and showing him exactly what she had in mind. He had no idea where this version of Mia had come from, or what exactly he’d done to unleash it, but damn, he liked it.
He scooped her up, grabbing her under her butt and sitting her on the fence. Then he pushed in hard against it as her legs wrapped around him, their mouths still fused, her fingers still locked into his hair. Sam kept his hands on herbutt, skimming her hips, but when she started to giggle he pulled back, wondering what the hell was going on.
“What?” he mumbled, getting an eyeful of her ample chest when she stretched back, laughing.
“My dad would have a fit if he looked out now from the house and saw me making out with the hired help.”
Sam glanced over his shoulder, suddenly thinking about the fact that the main house had rooms that faced this part of the ranch. “I’m hardly the hired fucking help,” he sputtered. “I’ll have you know I’m the best goddamn horseman this side of Texas.”
“Oooh, and I thought you didn’t have a big ego. How wrong I was,” she teased.
Sam hauled her down from the fence and smacked her on the ass, grabbing her wrist when she tried to protest and get him back.
“Easy tiger,” he whispered, his voice gruff as Mia’s eyes flashed with challenge. “Don’t go getting cocky without making sure you’re up for the fight.”
Her arched eyebrows laid down the challenge. He realized she’d glanced at his crotch. “I’m not the one getting cocky,sweetheart.”
Sam grabbed her again, not caring who the hell was watching. He wasn’t afraid of Walter Ford, and his daughter was a grown woman well able to make her own decisions about who she damn well kissed and where.
“You’re crazy,” he murmured, holding her tight and crushing her mouth to his. He tasted her, inhaled her, felt her. She was intoxicating. At least he had three damn weeks to get her well and truly out of his system.
Mia kissed him back, matched his urgency, proved to him that she was so different from the woman he’d expected to be spending time with on the ranch.
“Crazy about you,” she whispered, smiling against his mouth and making him do the same.
She finally pushed back, taking a step away from him. He watched as she adjusted her ponytail, still smiling. She looked even prettier when she was smiling.
“But now we’ve got work to do,” she said. “So how about we limit thisaffairto when we’re off the clock?”
Sam saluted, shaking his head as he climbed the fence to go back in with the stallion. “Yes, boss.”
