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these men and not be distracted? Besides, hadn’t she decided to peruse the menu and not order anything?
    Wade moved his long legs closer to the gear lever and twisted his body to stare at her. “I take it you don’t ride then?”
    “Not horses, no.”
    Wade chuckled. “What do you ride if you don’t like horses?”
    Visions of her riding both of them filled her mind and Adrian sucked air into her lungs. “I never said I didn’t like horses. I just haven’t been exposed to them much.”
    She had to change the subject, quickly. “So, you guys are rodeo stars. What makes you risk life and limb for a couple of seconds in the arena?”

Chapter Two
     
     
     
    Anticipation coursed through Maverick after Adrian’s reaction to Wade’s question. Judging by the slight flush on her cheeks, she’d considered the possibility of them exploring more than taking photographs. If he faced her—and he would bet his last rodeo’s takings on it—her nipples would be jutting through the T-shirt she wore.
    In the rear-view mirror, Maverick watched as Adrian pursed her lips and lifted her chin. The lust in her eyes faded and was replaced by determination. What made her so resolute to resist the attraction that had the air inside the car so thick it felt like he’d just rode into the dust cloud of a stampede? Maybe she just tried to keep things between them professional.
    Maverick glanced at Wade and saw his own confusion and lust mirrored in his friend’s face. Wade had kept all women at a distance after his childhood sweetheart had left him for a richer man. Since then, Wade ran like hell from the female species except for those few instances where they’d shared a woman to fulfill their sexual fantasies. Maybe they could scratch their itch together again with Adrian—if she was willing.
    No time like the present to test the water. Maverick leaned forward and rested his hand on Adrian’s shoulder. He waited for her to shrug it off or stiffen at his touch, but besides a slight hitch in her breathing, she didn’t react. “You don’t want to know what brought us into rodeo life, it’s boring. I’d rather you tell us what you like to ride.”
    He shifted his hand on her shoulder and moved even closer to her ear. Adrian swallowed audibly. The pulse in her neck kicked up a notch and Maverick could barely contain his excitement. The heat from Adrian’s body sent shivers up his arm and he fought the primal urge to make her stop the car so he could drape her over the bonnet. Luckily, he had more sense and self-control than to give in to his urges. Besides, he first had to make sure she knew what she was letting herself in for.
     
    Adrian inhaled deeply in an attempt to get more oxygen to her brain. How pathetic was she that two complete strangers turned her on so much that she almost forgot why she’d taken the job in the first place? Trying to appear unaffected, she shrugged.
    “Anything with an engine, I suppose. Four wheelers, off-road motorcycles and four-wheel drive cars.”
    Maverick’s smirk filled the mirror. He’d noticed her small slip and wasn’t going to let it rest.
    “What a pity.”
    Wade placed his hand on her thigh. “Sure is. We could have had a great time.”
    Her heart palpitated in her chest and the air inside the car thickened. How was she going to resist these two? Her body screamed at her to let go and enjoy, and she ached for Wade’s hand to creep up her thigh until he reached her throbbing center.
    Their arrival at a tollbooth saved her from replying, and she leaned over to dig into her handbag placed at Wade’s feet. He didn’t remove his hand from her thigh and her motion shoved his fingers onto her crotch. The gentle stroking through her jeans made her fumble with her purse. On the third attempt, she managed to extract the toll fee and straightened in her seat.
    It took all her willpower not to squirm and open her legs to afford Wade better access. Instead, she removed his hand, placed it