I was a self-appointed bachelor and happy to have the title. Everyone thought it was time for me to settle down and find a nice girl. Well, no thank you. This cowboy wanted to stay clear of relationships. I wanted the freedom that came with no strings.
But what did I know? Nothing apparently.
Everything changed when I looked into her green eyes; my world tilted when she smiled at me.
What was this feeling?
Whatever was happening had me losing my damn mind. I fumbled with my words. My body wasn’t my own. I wanted her … desperately.
Was I ready to give up my bachelor days, or was this Irish girl simply an itch I needed scratched?
This Love is book 6 in the Cowboys and Angels series
“Do you like kissing women and getting them all hot and bothered and then walking away? Does that get you off?”
Cord walked around his desk and headed toward the door of his office. Where in the hell did he think he was going?
He shut the door and turned back to face me. When he walked toward me, I stepped back until me legs hit his desk.
“You were hot and bothered by our kiss?”
The way his blue eyes searched me face had me panting. It was getting harder to breathe, especially with him nearly pressed against me body…again.
“No,” I lied.
“That’s not what you just said, Maebh.”
I stood up straighter and squared me shoulders. “By your own admission, and on more than one occasion, Mr. Parker, you don’t always understand what I say.”
He laughed, and I moaned internally. God, I loved his laugh. And his smile. And the way he ran his fingers through his hair.
“Why are you so interested in if I’ve fucked someone in here?”
“I’m not,” I stated, me hands going to me hips.
He leaned closer, a whisper away. “You’re lying. I can tell because your cheeks are turning a beautiful shade of pink. I wonder how vibrant that pink gets when you come?”
Me mouth opened in utter shock, and I stared at him.
“I bet they turn vibrant.”
Cord stepped closer.
“I’ve never found the right woman to bring into my private space and make love to, but there’s always a first time…”
Me tongue bathed me dry lips. Cord’s eyes followed, and he let out a soft growl from the back of his throat.
Christ, what are you trying to say?
“May I ask you something, Maebh?”
The way he said my name made me knees knock together. The room was spinning.
“Did you like the kiss we shared? Did you like my hands under your dress? My cock pressed against you?”
I wanted to say yes, but I couldn’t forget how he’d made me feel when he walked away and then pretended it had never happened.
“I might have enjoyed it more if you hadn’t walked away from me like an arse.”
His smile instantly disappeared.
“Maebh, I didn’t mean to…”
My hands went to his chest to push him back, but I jerked them away when I felt the zap of energy rushing between us.
What in the world did this man do to me? He was dangerous. Very dangerous.
“I need to get back to Aisling. Have a nice one, Cord.”
He stepped out of my way, and I was relieved I wouldn’t have to argue with him.
Me eyes burned, and I couldn’t figure out why I let this man get me so worked up. I headed for the door, but before I could open it, Cord took me arm and spun me around. He pushed me against the office door. I was having a déjà vu moment.
“You didn’t enjoy any of that night, Maebh?”
A sexy smile moved over Cord’s face. “Answer me.”
Me eyes bounced all over his face as I fought to remember how in the hell to speak.
“What are you doing to me?” I whispered.
His forehead leaned against mine, and I noticed his chest heaving.
“I could say the same thing to you, agra.”
Everything stopped, and I inhaled a sharp breath.
“Where did you hear that?” I asked.
Cord moved away and pushed his hands into his pockets.
“Answer me,” I demanded. “Where did you hear that name?”
He shrugged. “You better get going, the restaurant opens in a few hours, and you’ll need to be ready.”
My mouth hung open. He was going to call me sweetheart and not even tell me how he knew that word.
“You confuse me, Cord Parker. One minute you make me think you want me, the next I’m like a bug you have to squash.”
He stood there, not saying a word.
His eyes jerked up to meet mine. “Do I what?”
It was the boldest question I’d ever asked a man, and me neck and cheeks felt like they were on fire. But I had to know. I needed to know how he felt.
When he didn’t reply and dropped his gaze, I had me answer.
“I didn’t think so,” I said, with a nervous laugh. “Stupid fool am I.”
“It’s okay. I see the women who throw themselves at you. I won’t compete with the likes of that.”
A look of horror moved over his face.
“I know I’m not as pretty or as…experienced…” I needed to leave before I kept spewing words.
“What are you talking about? Maebh, you’re…”
Cutting him off, I tried to act peppy as I plastered on a fake smile. “Have a good one.”
And like that, I was rushing down the hallway from Cord Parker. I’d just humiliated meself, and I would never forgive meself for being so damn weak.
It was a silly crush on a handsome boy who would never be happy with a girl like me.
About the Author
Kelly Elliott is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling contemporary romance author. Since finishing her bestselling Wanted series, Kelly continues to spread her wings while remaining true to her roots and giving readers stories rich with hot protective men, strong women and beautiful surroundings.
Her bestselling works include, Wanted, Broken, Without You, and Unconditional Love, to name just a few.
Kelly has been passionate about writing since she was fifteen. After years of filling journals with stories, she finally followed her dream and published her first novel, Wanted, in November of 2012.
Kelly lives in central Texas with her husband, daughter, and two pups. When she’s not writing, Kelly enjoys reading and spending time with her family. She is down to earth and very in touch with her readers, both on social media and at signings.
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