Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 104448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 522(@200wpm)___ 418(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 522(@200wpm)___ 418(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
I appreciated Tully’s levelheaded response when all I wanted to do was pin Indigo against the barn wall and interrogate him about everything he’d ever fed our stock. But I knew Way had already talked to him and checked everything related to the feed. There’d been no sign of anything out of place. Tully spoke the truth; it was very possible it was simply bad luck.
I scraped my upper lip with my teeth before deciding to put Indigo at ease. “Tully’s right. I appreciate your concern. Best thing you can do is help us keep an eye out. And get some sleep. We’ve got roundup day after tomorrow. Gonna kick all our asses, so be sure to get some rest.”
The kid let out a breath and shook his shaggy head like a dog who’d just gotten out of a pond. “Yeah. Cool. Okay. Shaking off the bad vibes. Gonna do some moonbathing before I crash. A buddy recommended it once for grounding before a big final. Crushed it, bro. Lunation, like, totally realigned me, you know?”
I stared at him for several beats while my brain tried to sort out what he’d said. Tully grabbed my elbow and steered me toward the barn. “Happy bathing,” he called over his shoulder.
“What the fuck?” I griped as soon as my apartment door was safely closed behind us. Instead of answering, Tully shoved my back against the door and kissed me, his strong body pressed fully against mine. His firm warmth covered me from neck to thigh, and his tongue invaded my mouth.
I was here for all of it.
I yanked his shirt up and over his head before fumbling between us to open his pants. “Boots off,” I ordered against his mouth.
The following thirty seconds were a chaotic mess of bumped elbows, the thunk of dropped boots, and the clink of belt buckles, all interrupted by more kissing and grappling. I wanted to get him naked without having to take my mouth and hands off him.
“Bed,” I said at one point, which only served to spread out our shucked clothes across the space between the door and my bedroom. Tully tripped along behind me, hopping out of his jeans while simultaneously grabbing at mine.
We fell together on the bed in our underwear before yanking them off and groaning as our bare bodies finally collided.
“Fuck, you feel good,” he said. “You’re all muscle.”
His hands moved over my arms and shoulders, squeezing the curves and dips of my biceps and delts. His body was plenty fit, but I could understand why he saw a difference between us. I spent most of every day outside, moving and lifting, riding and wrestling large animals while he spent that time sitting and typing, planning and negotiating asset management.
“You’re gorgeous,” I admitted. “I’ve…” I stopped my mouth before saying something I’d regret.
He pulled back from where he’d been sucking on my neck. “What? What were you going to say?”
I sighed and leaned over him, brushing my hand through his short hair. “I’ve thought of you an embarrassing amount of times since we were together. I…” I took in a large breath before letting it out. “I stopped hooking up because everyone was a disappointment compared to you. I told you, that’s why Foster and I didn’t…” I shrugged.
“Devon McKay, you sweet-talking son of a gun.” Tully’s lush lips widened into a huge grin. “I can’t deny it’s kind of a rush knowing I cockblocked the sheriff.”
“You’re very prickly about Foster,” I observed, enjoying every minute of this.
His grin faded. “The night I arrived, I thought the two of you were a thing. And you’re already like a son to his mother. Everyone wants the two of you to get together.”
“Except me.” And Foster, but I didn’t say that part out loud. Foster had known before I did that we were better off as friends, but he loved to be provoking when given a chance. Supposedly, he’d done the same thing when Silas came to town. “Whoever ends up with Foster will need to have a spine of steel.”
“And you don’t?”
I shrugged. The slight movement reminded me my dick was very happily nestled against his. “Can we stop talking about other men?” The rough edge to my voice betrayed my desperation.
Tully arched up into me and grinned again. His hands moved down my back to squeeze my ass. “Not if it lights your fire.”
I kissed my way down his throat to his chest, moving to the side to drag his brown pebbled nipple into my mouth. He sucked in a breath. “My fire is always lit when you’re around,” I murmured.
He lifted my chin until I met his eyes. They were the color of the Gulf of Mexico on a clear summer day when the water was an incredible turquoise. I wanted to dive deep down and swim in there forever.