Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 57350 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57350 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Bianca made a face at Adam. “I’m fine, Dawn. Thank you for asking. Have you thought any more about us filming at your place? By the barn?” Although maybe most of the filming could be done at Maggie’s house, now.
Dawn’s sigh was heavy. “Hawk said no way. He’s usually reasonable, but it’s calving season, and we’re in full force here. He’s right. We don’t have time or room for movie people right now. If you could just come back in a few months…”
Bianca laughed. “There’s always the next movie.” She chatted a bit more with Dawn before ending the call. “How do you suppose she knew about the wreck?”
“I called Mrs. Shiller and told her not to worry about you for dinner,” Adam said.
Bianca slipped her phone onto the table, her body warming. That was incredibly sweet. Not only that Adam had called, but that Mrs. Shiller might’ve been worried.
Adam’s phone, also on the counter, dinged. “What is going on tonight?” he grumbled, reaching for it. “What?” he snapped.
Bianca chuckled. Why was his crankiness sexy?
“Oh,” he muttered. “Is that a fact?” His chin lowered as he looked at Bianca.
She chilled.
“Yep. No problem. I’m definitely in,” he said. “Thanks, Boyd.” He clicked off.
Heat blasted through her. “What was that about?”
“Just business.” His eyes deepened. “I’d rather just stay personal with you.”
Okay, that was sexy, and kind of sweet.
He stood and took the dishes to the counter, his movements slow and graceful. Then he returned, grasped the ice bag and tossed it across the room to the sink. “Guess we’d better get you back to town.” He helped her up.
For the first time in her entire life, Bianca didn’t want to be reasonable. She didn’t want to be responsible. She wanted to freaking do the wrong thing and actually enjoy herself. Actually have a personal life and not just a professional one. “I don’t want to go.” Planting one hand on his chest for balance, she leaned up and kissed him.
Hard.
CHAPTER 10
Shock ricocheted through Adam’s system, and warning bells went off in his head, but her lips felt like heaven. For a half second he didn’t move, determined to stay in control. Bianca’s hand flattened against his chest as she drew closer, her mouth warm and so fucking soft against his.
The woman kissed like she meant it.
Then instinct took over.
His hands came up automatically, settling at her flanks to steady her when her injured knee wobbled. She tasted faintly like red wine and huckleberries, sweet and completely distracting. The oversized T-shirt she wore bunched beneath his fingers.
He pulled back first, cataloguing her.
She blinked up at him, her dark eyes wide, her breath coming fast. Her braid had loosened during dinner, strands of damp hair escaping around her face. She was all curves, sexier than hell. His hands felt just right at her waist.
He kissed her on the mouth again, really fast, just one more in case this ended. “Baby, you know I’m all in.” Not for a second had he hidden his attraction for her. “But, we need to get a couple of things straight.” His brain and his cock fought for dominance, and so far, he wasn’t sure his brain stood a chance.
“Yeah.” Her gaze dropped to his mouth.
His dick jumped hard against his zipper, and he bit back a pained wince. “This is just between us. Nothing to do with the movie, the town, the bar, or anything else. It’s completely separate.”
“I know.” She licked her swollen lips.
Think. He had to be clear. “I’m not changing my mind about anything, and while you could influence me to do a hell of a lot, we need to be clear.”
She rolled her eyes, her cheeks rosy. “I don’t make a move because of a film, Adam.” That rosiness turned into a full blush. “It’s, ah, been a long time for me. This is out of the ordinary.”
He brushed a couple of stray tendrils away from her face. “So I’m a vacation from reality?” He could live with that.
Her mouth tipped in a sassy smile. “Yeah. You’re my own hot-bodied personal day. Or week. Or month.” Her eyes widened. “Unless this is just one night for you?” Her hand flattened over his left pec. “I like you. The whole cowboy vibe, and the way you rescued me tonight. The way you cooked dinner. It’s not just, well…”
Sex. It wasn’t just sex. “Totally agree,” he said softly. “You’re beautiful and sweet, and I like how determined you are and how hard you work. You showed kindness and smarts in the hearing. It’s more than just this night. More than physical.” He usually didn’t speak so much, but he figured she needed it. And it was the truth. They’d just met, but he felt like he saw her. That he knew her better than he should.