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Chapter One
The sight at
the end of her gun set Elizabeth Murphy on fire. Eighteen months without sex
had her craving the touch of a man. Yet, most didn’t even cause a stir in her
blood, but this one sparked a reaction in her libido.
Why?
She blinked
and stared at the man riding across her land. What
did he have that other men didn’t?
Wide shoulders
and with his cowboy hat set low over his eyes, he moved with the gate of the
horse as if he were an extension of the animal. The gentle rocking reminding
her of...she lowered her rifle. A deep-seated yearning curled in her stomach.
As a woman on
a spread by herself, she couldn’t afford to be friendly with strangers. No, she
had to protect the ranch and greet everyone with caution.
Standing on
the front porch of her cabin, she allowed her gaze to venture to the barn, then
onto the corral where two horses stood. She’d brought them in from the fields a
few hours ago in anticipation of her trip into town tomorrow. The sun sinking
low on the horizon reminded her that she had supper waiting inside.
The increase
patter of a horse’s hooves caught her attention and she stared again at the
stranger.
“Might as well
stop right there,” Lizzie called and cocked her gun. “I’m not much on uninvited
guests.”
The man pulled
on the reins, drawing the horse to a walk and then to a stop. “I can understand
why a woman in your position might feel that way, but I’m a friend of your
husband.”
The thought
didn’t inspire warmth. Instead, she lifted her gun. “My husband was a
gun-slinging gambler. He didn’t have the most reputable friends.”
A slight smirk
passed over the man’s lips. He nodded. “Yes, but I knew him as a child back in
Oklahoma. Heath Holmes is the name. I’m sure Daniel mentioned me once or
twice.”
The name did
sound familiar. What had Daniel said about Heath?
She licked her
lips and fought the hunger to see this man’s strong muscular body naked and up
close. She stared at his mount to gather more information. His black horse had
the markings of a thoroughbred. The detail design of his saddle, and the rich
quality of the man’s clothes spoke of someone who had money. So why visit her
here?
“I recall the
name, but Daniel didn’t particularly enjoy his childhood. His mother didn’t
provide him with a great upbringing.” Lizzy lowered her gun to her waist but
kept the barrel pointed at Heath. Could she trust him?
“True, at
times he would have starved, if not for my family, but then with six mouths to
feed, what was one more?” Heath swung his leg over the saddle and stepped down
from his horse, and turned.
Lizzie’s mouth
watered and her palms slipped on the gun. She rested the butt of her rifle on
the porch railing for fear of firing it off accidently. Thoughts of what Daniel
has said about his youth warred with her desire to get to know Heath better.
Her gaze slid down his six foot frame, broad shoulders, full chest, trim waist,
and thick thighs. Nothing about him seemed to hint at him not being able to
take on any task.
“Right, Daniel
did mention his mother’s love of whiskey and how your family was his saving
grace.” Lizzy waved him over to the barn. “Why don’t you unsaddle your horse
and put him in the corral? There’s a pump next to the water trough if you want
to clean up and stay a spell?”
She stepped
back as Heath grew closer. The desire racing through her body tempted her with
thoughts of jumping off the porch and into his arms. With only a few kisses, he
could have her out of her bloomers and be pounding his cock deep inside her
within seconds.
A sigh escaped
at finally satisfying her lust for sex. Stunned by the needy sound, she rushed
on with, “I was just getting ready to set down for supper, if you’d like to
join me?”
“Thanks, I’ll
just get Sasha settled and be right in.” Heath grinned and led his horse to the
barn.
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