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    “They are all decadent if presented right.” Her murmured words brought a tidal wave of erotic images flooding through his mind. His cock twitched and swelled as he thought about all the ways he wanted to sample her body. The possibilities were endless. With so many locations available to them on the ranch, they could fuck in a different spot, several times a day, and it would be months before they made a full circle.
    “I think I’ll pass on dessert tonight.”
    “Are you sure?” Kayla raised a brow, the corners of her mouth tilted up slightly.
    Jack nodded. “I don’t think the chef has anything I want.” His thumb slid gently across the tender skin on the inside of her wrist.
    “If I didn’t have to go back down to the barn and feed the mares when I get off, I’d offer to make you something myself.” She lifted one shoulder slightly. “But it’s my night to take care of the eleven o’clock feeding.”
    He released her wrist. “What a shame.”
    Kayla retrieved his dinner plate and nodded. “I hope you have a good evening, sir.”
    “Jack. My name is Jack.”
    She flashed him a sexy smile and walked back to the kitchen. A quick glance at his watch told him he had a little over an hour before she went to feed. This was shaping up to be one hell of a trip.
    He needed to find out as much information about the goings-on around the ranch as possible. Laura had the place listed for sale, but her asking price was way above market value. If his hunch was right, the ranch was having issues, and he wanted to find out exactly what they were before he went to her with a price. Coming here as a guest was the perfect opportunity to do a little snooping without all the sugarcoating she would try to lay on if he had come as a potential buyer. And if he could get the information he needed to make a sound business transaction and get to know a beautiful woman in the process, he wasn’t going to bitch.

Chapter Two
     
    The rich smell of hay and horse surrounded Kayla as she entered the dark barn. Soft breathing and the occasional stomp of a hoof were the only sounds in the eerie silence. Laura was adamant about the pregnant mares getting fed every eight hours, and the eleven o’clock feeding, though inconvenient, was Kayla’s favorite. Alone in the barn with her thoughts and the horses, the tension of the day melted away.
    Here in the barn, all of Laura’s bitching drifted into the far recesses of her mind. The worry about the sale of the ranch and the stability of her job dropped off her radar. When Kayla was with the horses, nothing else mattered.
    She unlocked the feed room, loaded the wagon with grain, and eased down the center aisle between the stalls. Once all the feed buckets and water buckets were filled, she made her way to the last stall to break open a fresh bale of hay. Reaching the neatly stacked rectangles of fragrant grass, she worked her fingers under the taut wire holding the mass together and prepared to give it a tug.
    “Where I come from, no self-respecting gentleman would let a beautiful woman handle something that big without offering assistance.”
    He came . Desire licked its way from her pussy to her nipples, drawing them to tight buds. The deep timbre of his voice set her body on fire with want and need. She glanced at him over her left shoulder, leaned forward, and gave him a great view of her denim-clad ass. “Do you doubt my ability?”
    Shit, he was sexy. A black felt Stetson covered his dark hair. A cotton T-shirt molded his chest, showing off every dip and curve of the defined muscles beneath. Worn denim encased his long legs. The silver and gold buckle at his waist couldn’t hide the pronounced bulge beneath.
    Two strides brought his hips flush with hers. The impressive ridge of his cock pressed against her ass as he wrapped his fingers around her waist. “Baby, if your body can keep half the promises that I’ve heard come out of your mouth, I’ll be the luckiest man