Lipstick and Leather: Three Sexy Cowboys, Three Sexy Tales by Cheyenne McCray Read Free Book Online

other cowboys she had watched. She didn’t know much about bull riding but she thought she could tell why he was world champion.
    She held her breath as he jumped off of the bull after the eight-second horn. He hit the ground on his side and rolled to his feet.
    As he left the arena he looked directly at her, smiled, and winked.

    After the rodeo was over, she wasn’t sure where to go, but Mike found her.
    The moment he reached her he brought her into his embrace and kissed her long and hard.
    When he raised his head she felt a little dazed and lightheaded.
    He smiled. “I had a feeling you would come.”
    “It was a crazy thing to do.” She returned his smile. “I wasn’t sure I was going to. Well, maybe I did know.” She added softly, “I missed you.”
    “Yeah, me too.” He squeezed her tight. “About me being on the pro circuit—”
    “I get it.” Anna touched the side of his face. “I could not stop thinking about you. I realized how much I care for you in our time apart. I would rather have you as who you are than not have you at all.”
    He squeezed her tight. “Thank you, honey.” He drew back a little. “I was just about to tell you that I’m retiring. This is my last rodeo. I’m going to start working my ranch in Sierra Vista, so you’re going to see a lot more of me.”
    She wrapped her arms around his neck, and held on to him. “I’ll take you anyway I can get you, but that is best of all.”
    They drew apart just long enough for him to say, “You’d better get used to seeing me around.”
    “I’m ready.” The happiness she felt was indescribable. “Now let’s go and we’ll have a rodeo all our own.”
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Rough Rider
    Copyright 2011 Cheyenne McCray
     

Chapter 1
    Brianna Wilson stepped on the brake as she maneuvered the black sports car along the dirt road to the Diamond B Ranch. She winced as the car bottomed out on another rut, the glow of headlights bouncing off the muddy road and mesquite trees. Despite the anxious sweep of the windshield wipers as they pushed rain out of the way, the view was obscured again and again.
    “Damn.” She gripped the steering wheel tighter, her knuckles aching as the car shimmied and swerved from potholes and bumps on the slick road, regretting the decision to rent this car that at the time had seemed perfectly fine.
    Lights brightened the closer she got to the ranch buildings and she breathed a sigh of relief as she approached the main gates. The car’s wheels vibrated as it passed through them and drove over the cattle guard. She passed beneath the sign with ranch’s brand, a diamond shape outlining the letter B.
    She let out a breath of relief as she finally reached the ranch house and parked, and a small floodlight came on, probably from a motion sensor.
    If she had gotten stuck somewhere in the desert she didn’t know what she would have done. Her cell service had been spotty at best on most of the drive. In the darkness she could even have taken a wrong fork in the road, as it was difficult to read any signs. Fortunately she made it.
    It hadn’t even occurred to her that it might rain. She looked out the window at the mud puddles beside the car, raindrops pounding into them hard enough to make splashes in the dark water.
    She touched her hair that she had pinned back in a clip, and glanced down at her dress and pricey heels. She looked at her leather purse and briefcase on the passenger seat and wished an umbrella would magically appear.
    The yellow glow in the windows was warm and appealing and she desperately wanted out of the car and in the house.
    Her new home. She still had a hard time believing she had left Boston for the desert.
    Brianna glanced at her purse and briefcase and considered leaving them in the car but decided against it. Too much of value was in both, including her laptop in the briefcase. At least the laptop and what was inside her purse would be protected. She looped her purse on one shoulder and grabbed her