Blame it on Texas by Tori Scott Read Free Book Online

neck. "Forget it, Megan. She's too dangerous to mess with. Just let it go."
    Megan looked up, her glare hot enough to set his hair on fire. "If I don't help her, she'll die, or the calf will. You can either help or leave, but please just shut up ."
    Logan rocked back on his heels and stared at her. She stared right back, lifting her stubborn little chin as thought daring him to open his mouth. Shocked at the change from sweet, southern lady to determined, take-charge female, he did as she'd ordered.
    ***
    Megan peeled off her rubber gloves and draped then over a bench, then took Logan's outstretched hand so he could pull her to her feet. 
    He turned her to face him and pushed a few straggly strands of hair behind her ear. "Thank you for helping her. I wouldn't have had a clue what to do."
    "Yes, you would. You grew up on this farm. Surely you've done this before." He was close enough that she could feel his radiant heat, could smell the combination of hay and sweat that, to her, was more appealing than the most expensive cologne.
    He put an arm around her shoulder and started toward the house. "Of course I've seen calves born, but whenever Dad suspected trouble, he'd deal with it alone or call the vet."
    "Well, I'm glad I was here. She's a beautiful animal, and so is her baby. It would have been a shame to lose them." She looked at her blood-splattered shirt. "Now I need to find a sink and clean up before Carol sees what I did to the shirt she loaned me."
    A slow smile spread across Logan's face. "I have a better idea."
    ***
    The pond beckoned, cool and inviting. But Megan was wearing jeans and boots, and that didn't seem like the best swim suit. "Um, what am I supposed to wear in there?"
    Logan gave her a wicked grin. "Whatever you want to wear, or not wear, is fine with me." He whistled for Blue, who bounded into the water. With a wink at Megan, he unbuckled his belt, shed his boots and socks, then started to unzip his jeans.
    Feeling a tell-tale blush rising, Megan turned her back. When she heard a splash, she turned back around. "I'm not coming in there if you're skinny dipping."
    Logan laughed. "I'm not. I'm wearing boxers. Good as any swimsuit." He ducked under the surface and came back up, shaking the moisture from his hair in sparkling droplets that danced in the sun.
    The water looked so inviting, she yearned to join him.
    Finally settling on wearing her shirt and underwear, she retreated to the trees to remove her jeans and boots. Self-conscious, she made her way back to the pond. Logan never looked away as she stepped into the water.
    She moved to the middle of the pool, a few feet away from him, and dipped her head under the water. She came up with a contented sigh. "This is pure heaven."
    "Feels good after being so hot and sweaty, but I prefer a clear, concrete swimming pool where I can see the bottom." He moved toward her, his gaze steady on hers. "But this one looks much better with you in it."
    Megan felt the heat rising inside in spite of the cool water. It was just like her dream, except they were wearing too many clothes. She took a step toward him.
    Blue swam between them, splashing water in her face with his wagging tail. Okay, she'd forgotten about the chaperone.
    Logan shook his head and laughed. "Saved by the dog. For now."
    ***
    Megan dressed in the shelter of the trees, thinking about Logan's words. What had she been saved from? A kiss? Another dunking? She'd prefer the kiss. But Logan hadn't made any other moves toward her. He'd played with Blue for a few minutes, then suggested they head back to the house.
    The sun was high overhead and it was blazing hot. She was ready for that glass of iced tea and air-conditioned house Logan harped on so much. She pulled on her jeans, socks, and boots, then ran her fingers through her hair to untangle the wet strands. When she felt his hands in her hair, she leaned her head back and looked up.
    "You have beautiful hair. Like the sunset, all reds and golds." He