Breaking Rule Seven (Cowboy Casanova #1) Read Free

this whole situation dumbfounded her.
    "You mean you don't get it?" he asked, placing a hand on her shoulder. When she shook her head no, he planted a soft kiss on the top of her head. "Hon, they locked us in here. It's a ploy to try to get us together."
    " They? And us? That's completely crazy!" Charity gasped. "Who does something like that?"
    "Apparently a kooky couple who have been married for a gazillion years." Clay smirked. "Ginny's kind of known around here for being quite the matchmaker. She's had her eyes set on getting me paired up for quite a long time. I should have guessed she would pull something like this."
    The reality sank in for Charity. "Oh, no… no… no. Dating the people I represent is a big giant no. In fact, it goes completely against rule number seven," she said, shaking her head. "Plus, Ginny hates you." 
    Clay laughed. "I happen to know for a fact that a PRRA employee dating a competitor is not against any rule in the book." 
    Charity shot him a glance. "Okay, Mr. Hotshot. And how do you know that information?"
    He shrugged, causing her to roll her eyes. "I'm a guy. I've dated a few women who worked for the association. What can I say?"
    "Dating? And just a few?" she asked, raising an eyebrow sarcastically. Charity already knew the previous three women who had held her job position had found themselves at the mercy of Clay's charms. Looking at his half-naked frame now, she could see why. His arms were strong and muscular, more from hanging on tight on the back of a very large bull than from spending hours pumping iron in the gym. His piercing blue eyes seemed to cut right through her soul, especially when she found herself staring into them for way too long, just as she did at that moment.
    "Not the point," he shot back with a laugh. "So, what's this rule preventing you from letting me have my way with you? Right here… Right now…" He moved in close enough for her to feel his warm breath on her skin.
    "Personal rule." It was obviously going to be difficult to stand her ground.
    "Let me guess," Clay surmised. "You have a lot of these personal rules, don't you?"
    "What makes you say that?"
    Placing his hands on the small of her back, he pulled her body close so that her hips were square with his. "You just carry yourself that way. So calculated. So… perfect."
    Charity couldn't tell if he meant that as a compliment or not. All she knew was her body ached to feel the warm touch of his skin in her most intimate places. 
    "Forget the rules," he commanded.
    "No," she whispered back, unsure if she believed her own words or not as her heart rate quickened and the heat rose between her thighs.
    "Forget. The. Rules." Clay's lips hovered over hers, ready to move in for another kiss. She could already feel his hardness through his jeans, which was quite evident as close as their bodies were to one another.
    Everything inside Charity's head screamed for her to run from Clay. To keep her wits about her, do her job, and stick to her personal code of conduct. But her body failed her, craving to feel his gentle caresses over every square inch of her being.
    Finally, she gave in and pressed her lips against his, the passion between them mounting into a fiery ball of need. 
    Clay's hand reached up and fisted in her chestnut hair, pulling it from the confines of the elastic band and causing it to sprawl wildly around her shoulders. Charity let out a soft moan as he nibbled on her bottom lip, her fingers gliding over the bare skin of his chest. She could smell the seductive scent of his aftershave, causing her to want to drink in the aroma forever.
    Rule number seven be damned.
    Grabbing his hand, she pulled him across the apartment to the tiny bedroom. If letting her guard down and breaking her most important personal standard was going to happen, she wanted to be the driving force behind it.
    Charity could feel her carefully orchestrated world crumbling as she stripped her jeans off, exposing her long legs and