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

briefcase.
    “Here goes.” She opened the car door.
    Immediately, cutting rain stung her face and arms. She wondered at how the rain could be warm compared to how cold it was when it rained back East.
    She swung her legs out of the car and water rushed into her shoes as she stepped into a deep puddle and stood. Her heels sank into slick mud and her feet started to slip out from under her. She let out a yell, flung out her arm, and caught herself, barely avoiding falling by grabbing onto the door with her free hand. Her heart thumped as she straightened.
    “So much for these shoes.” She steadied herself and closed the car door.
    With a deep breath, she started walking toward the house, blinking away rain as she used the porch light as a beacon and tried to step around as many puddles as possible.
    She didn’t see the slick patch of mud until her feet flew out from beneath her. With a cry she fell backward. Water splashed as she landed in a puddle and her clothing down to her panties were immediately soaked. Her purse and briefcase landed several feet away in the mud.
    Multiple choice words came to mind but she just gritted her teeth and tried to get to her feet.
    They slipped out from under her again and she fell right back into the puddle. A scream rose inside her but she managed to keep it in. It had been a long flight with two transfers and a layover, and then there had been the long drive. She was tired, hungry, and now in need of a shower and then a warm bed. Instead, she was soaked, sitting in a puddle, and covered with mud.
    The clip that had held her hair back was gone and her hair hung around her cheeks in lank strands. She went to push it out of her face with one hand and smeared mud across her cheek.
    She clenched her hands and gritted her teeth.
    “I so do not need this,” she muttered as she slipped off each of her heels and threw them one at a time, as hard as she could, in the direction of the porch steps. She began to try to get to her feet again when she looked up and saw a man watching her from the porch.
    Heat burned her cheeks. The man’s face was shadowed by a cowboy hat so she couldn’t see his features. He had an imposing build, broad shoulders and chest covered by a western shirt that was tucked into a pair of faded jeans secured with a wide leather belt and a silver buckle and he wore a pair of worn cowboy boots.
    He headed down the steps and reached the ground, his steps firm and deliberate as he walked toward her. She swallowed as she waited for him to reach her. When he did she looked up. She hadn’t realized how tall he was and she had to look way up to meet his gaze and see his amused expression.
    Water dripped from the rim of his worn cowboy hat. “You must be Brianna.” The tenor of his words sent tingles through her soaked skin to her belly. “I was beginning to wonder if you were going to make it here tonight,” he said in a bit of a drawl. “I’m Joe Carter.” She fought off irritation at the fact he found her situation amusing. “Hi.” She leaned back on her palms that braced her. At this point it didn’t matter what she looked like. She was covered in mud, her wet clothing clung to her skin, and her hair was pasted to her cheeks. How much more humiliated could she get?
    The cowboy swept his gaze from her face, down her body, and paused. Her gaze followed his, only to see her dress bunched up around her waist, exposing her panties. More heat flooded her face as she hurried to tug her dress down.
    He looked like he was holding back a grin as he extended his hand. She reached for him and tried to regain some dignity, but knew it was hopeless. His grip was firm as heat of a different kind moved between them.
    With little to no effort, he brought her to her feet. She slipped again. Before she could fall, he grabbed her around the waist and caught her to him.
    Brianna found herself chest to chest with Joe, their bodies almost flush as his large belt buckle dug into her belly.