Rocky Mountain Cowboy by S.A. Monk Read Free Book Online

share the living room and kitchen. Steve has a bunk in the dorm room. Tom and I remodeled the bunkhouse two years ago.” He saw the smile leave her eyes at the mention of Tom and knew that would happen for some time to come yet.
    “Did Peter take my car to the Caldwells?” Shifting to stretch her long legs out in front of her, she looked at him over the frothy rim of her mug.
    “No. Hank drove him over.”
    Hawk didn’t tell her that Peter had wanted to wake her this morning so he could ask her where she’d put her keys. Hawk had put a quick stop to that. He and Peter had exchanged a few angry words. As far as Hawk could tell, the guy had no consideration for what she was going through. Frankly, Hawk had been only too happy to see Peter depart for the day.
    Jenny was studying him when he met her eyes again. “Peter’s been a pain in the neck, hasn’t he?”
    Hawk didn’t think she needed to be troubled by the issue. “Nothing we can’t adjust to,” he said. “Is he staying long?”
    She laughed at that. “Well, we’re both between movie projects at the moment, but Peter will have to return before I do. We operate a design house on the side, and have orders to fill for some of our retail clients. The designs are done. That’s my job,” she supplied rather proudly, “but production needs to be completed.”
    “If you’re the designer, why do you need Mason?”
    “Peter takes care of the promotion and production. We just began this extra venture this past year. We only have a few clients, some retail outlets and special orders. In these early stages, it doesn’t pay as well as costume designing, and with all the work we usually do for the movie studios, I’m not sure we’re going to have much time to devote to it. I guess, at this stage, it’s kind of an experiment. Peter would like us to go full time, but that would take investors or loans. I’m still uncertain how much of a commitment I’m willing to put into it.”
    “It sounds like you’re pretty busy.” He wondered if she would she be too busy to do what needed to be done with the ranch, or if she would even want to, considering she seemed to really like her job in Hollywood. “How much time did your boss give you off?”
    “I’m pretty much my own boss anymore.” Taking her coffee with her, she got up to stretch her legs and stand in front of the fireplace. “I won’t be real busy until the next movie contract.”
    Hawk decided to move to the sofa. His limbs had about all they could take of the hardwood floor. While she stared pensively into the brilliant flames, lost in thought, Hawk studied her. She was wearing a pair of fancy jeans that were skin tight and embroidered in strategic places. There were studs decorating the waist and sides. High–heeled, soft leather boots came up to her knees, over her jeans, making her long legs look even longer. The cropped top she wore was a long sleeved knit that fit snugly across her breasts and revealed glimpses of her stomach and navel.
    She certainly had a hell of a figure— full breasts, slender waist, a nice curve to her hips, a great behind. And those legs .... It wasn’t hard to imagine where he’d like to see her put those. She was a very attractive woman, and he wouldn’t be much of a man if he didn’t notice all the details. But she’d never get around on a horse in that get-up, and he needed her to do that before she left, so he could show her around the place.
    “Do you have any clothes to ride in; real boots and jeans, a hat to keep the sun off?” he asked, running one last appreciative gaze over her figure silhouetted against the flames.
    He hadn’t meant it to be sarcastic, but she took it that way. “Real jeans? I’m wearing jeans— my own design, by the way. But no, unfortunately, Peter packed for me. I was in no condition after… well, your call.”
    Hawk wondered if Peter lived with her. “I understand you still ride; that you have a horse.”
    “I do. I ride h im