No, the air crackled with the energy of an animal ready to pounce. But the aura surrounding him wasn’t the cool and collected demeanor of a patient man. His face was shadowed, masking his emotions. Clutching a glass of amber liquid in his hand, he reminded her of James Bond-a gorgeous professional male, but ruggedly raw and masculine beneath the polished exterior. Barefoot, with his pristine shirt unbuttoned his sleeves were rolled up, exposing his thick forearms lightly dusted with dark hair. The glow of the backlighting gave Jack an attractively dangerous look. She focused on him, slouched in a straight back kitchen chair. I couldn’t leave her there to handle the cleanup.”

His deep, slightly amused voice triggered tingles of anticipation. “I was beginning to wonder if you’d chickened out.” Keely had just locked the door behind her and tossed her purse on the side table when she heard him speak. Boots were bedroom slippers compared to these torturous devices. People thought pointy-toed cowboy boots were painful? Please. Trudging up the stairs, she knew she’d ditch her high heels first thing. Maybe having a blank slate wasn’t such a bad thing. Still…how would this play out? Scenarios flitted through her brain but nothing solidified. She meandered to her own rig, anxious about going home, which was a total crock because chances were slim Jack would even be there yet. Keely admitted a tinge of jealousy her best friend had found the type of love all women dream of. Knowing Cord, that hand would go straight up his wife’s skirt.

But you can bet your butt I’ll let my handsome hubby give me a hand to help me down.” See you.” Carolyn hefted the box and disappeared out the side door.Īt AJ’s 350 Cummins turbo diesel Chevy, Keely said, “Need a boost getting into your monster truck, el preggo?” I have my truck since Cord took the boys home.”

All Jacked Up by Lorelei James