Good Enough to Share (Good Enough, Book 1 - Christmas) Read Free

long months ago and been the nearest thing to a cowboy that the
English counties had to offer. He’d probably never had a Stetson on his head,
or a rifle in his hand, but I bet he’d look good on a horse and even if he
didn’t, in my mind it just didn’t matter. Dane was just hot, and made me hot,
and wet.
    His jeans were
slung just the same, so I just knew I’d be able to see his hip bones if I
unbuttoned that thick cotton shirt. And boy did I want to, and I was just
itching to slip my own hand tight in there. I just needed an excuse and
September through December had left me too tongue-tied to find one. Even if my
horse seemed to be throwing a shoe on a weekly basis and he’d been out an
embarrassing number of times.
    “Yeah, lots of thrown shoes, darling, you know ‘tis the season.” He
winked and my mouth watered. Literally. Much more and I’d be drooling, a
drooling elf who would have thought? Bugger, I really did need a plan or I’d be
spending another Christmas morning just wishing I’d asked Santa for the type of
toy box that had long life batteries and lube in it. But was quiet enough not
to disturb Charlie.
     “Hi Dane, boy. We—”
Sophie was practically licking her lips, he had that effect on every female old
enough to have hormones, as she drew herself up to her full five-foot one and a
half inches and put a hand on his arm “—have been doing our good Samaritan
bit.” She knew him? I didn’t know which bit made the feeling of empty spread in
my stomach, the fact that she knew him, or she knew him. Because from
the way she was grinning in a slightly flirty, slightly too cosy way meant she
definitely knew him. Every bit of him. I gulped down the lump in my
throat and tried to breathe normally.
    “You two know each
other?”
    “Oh, way back.” Of
course they did. I was the one who was new on the scene. This was Sophie’s
territory, her home before the University days, the place she’d come back to
when I’d disappeared down South and got married. Strange how the two people I
got to know best at University lived within a stone’s throw of each other.
Charlie persuaded me to come visit for some TLC and Sophie, well Sophie got me
to stay.
    My two best
friends had brought me to this place like it was my destiny. The place they’d
told me to come to when I’d told my cocksucking, whip-loving husband to shove
it. Bitter? Me? Well, maybe not bitter but angry, confused and more fucking
alone than I’d been in my whole life.
     Come here, crash
at my place Charlie had said. Stay here, I know the perfect place for you to
work, said Sophie, we’ll be fine. So I had. And we were. I think.
    I gave her a look—she
must have known when I was going on about my eye-candy just exactly who I was
talking about, and she’d never let on. Although to be fair I had been keen to
point out that as horny as he made me feel, I was keeping my distance. And my
clothes on.
    I gave an inward
sigh, anyhow why was I surprised? Not many guys in this place had the drool
factor, and not many girls were quite as come-to-me sexy as Soph, so it figured
they’d know each other, didn’t it? But we normally had different taste in just
about everything from shoes, to bags, to men so that was why it had never
actually lodged in my brain that she and Dane would even know each other.
     “Is this buy one,
get one free?” He flashed a look back at me and took the one step it needed to
squeeze between us and reach the bar.
    “And what if we
say yes?” Sophie’s voice was just loud enough for me to hear and I could feel
the heat spreading right to my scalp as he half-paused, turning back toward
her, and much as I hated myself for it I would have loved to have seen the look
on his face.
    “Hey, I’m not for
sale, whatever you two have going.”
    He turned back my
way and his eyes were as dark as I’d ever seen them, sending a little spasm of
need to my pussy. Then he grinned, and the look vanished as though he needed to
get