pay you?” “Nuts.” His serious tone belied the silliness of the banter. “Exchange rate’s down a bit due to the squirrel coup last year, but I do okay. Nikki shook her head, feeling the knot in her gut relaxing just a tiny bit. “You’re crazy.” She could hear the smile in his voice. “Yeah, but you started it.”
Chapter Two
Wolfe shifted his weight. They’d been traveling for over an hour and the gentle rocking motion of the gelding’s canter was agonizingly erotic. His rock-hard erection rubbed up and down against Nikki’s butt and her soft feminine scent teased him mercilessly. “Could you stop that please?” Nikki twisted to frown at him over her shoulder. “Stop what?” Wolfe knew exactly what she meant, but he wanted to hear her say it. “Humping my butt. It’s annoying.” She turned to face the front so he couldn’t see if her face was red, but she certainly sounded embarrassed. He grinned cheerfully. The knowledge that she was aware of him as a man almost made the discomfort of his jean-clad erection bearable. He let his hand inch upward from her waist. Nikki promptly slapped it back down. Wolfe felt a smile tug the corner of his mouth. Feisty. She may not be very big, but the woman definitely knew how to take care of herself. He settled back into the saddle and hummed an ancient tune he’d learned from his grandfather. The smooth gait of the horse ate up the distance as he became comfortable with the feel of the woman mounted in front of him. The trees started to thin out as they approached town and Nikki shifted in his grip, straightening up to glance at the buildings up ahead. He immediately missed her warmth but resisted the urge to draw her back against him. “That’s Taylor’s Junction.” She ran her fingers through her long silky black hair. “I must look a mess. I can just imagine what people are going to think, us riding double with me looking like I just got tossed in a barn.” She snorted. “I bet ruining my reputation isn’t what Trina had in mind when she sent you.” Wolfe splayed his hand on her abdomen, enjoying the feel of her firm flesh under her shirt. He’d never met a woman who intrigued him as much as this one. Her sister hadn’t come right out and told him why she thought someone would be looking for Nikki. She’d put him off with vague remarks that shied around the truth. None of the people in their circle of mutual friends were what you would call normal, so it didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out any one of them could be targets. “Where exactly are we going?” Nikki’s voice jarred him out of his reverie. “I suppose my place is out of the question?” He let his hand wander back up her torso. She slapped it back down again. Harder. “You suppose right.” She turned her head to look up at him. “You live here? I’m sure I’d remember if I’d seen you before.” He shrugged. “I’ll take that as a compliment. I don’t live right in town. I have a cabin on the far side with a pasture and a lean-to where I can leave Fred when I’m gone. You sure you don’t want to come and see it?” He leaned forward, risking her ire by molding himself tight against her warm body. “You’re depriving yourself of a truly amazing experience.” Nikki snorted. “Thanks, but no. I think I’ll survive.” He shifted his weight backward as he slowed Fred to a walk. “Since you plan to fight your attraction to my obvious charms, we can go to The Cliffs. Fred enjoys munching on their yard while I chow down.” Nikki snorted. “The Cliffs is good, and your charms aren’t all that obvious.” “Ah, methinks the lady doth protest too much.” Humor laced his voice. “I’d prove you wrong, but I’m a gentleman.” “Yeah, right. A gentleman would have walked while I rode the horse.” Nikki waved to Mrs. Jones, standing in her garden and not bothering to hide her interest in the two on the horse. “Good day, Mrs.