penny, and here we are."
"You don't ever get lonely out here?"
"Sure," Cale said. "But we've been so busy we haven't had time to do anything about it."
"See there?" Bobby said. "You're doing two lonely cowboys a public service."
Kate giggled, the tinkling of her soft laughter a refreshing sound.
Cale turned his head and kissed her knee. "Don't think for a moment we aren't happy as hell that you're here now."
"Will you miss me when I'm gone?" The teasing light in her eyes dimmed for a moment.
Cale's chest tightened. "You know I will." Kate drew a long, trembling breath and placed her plate on the coffee table. "Well, maybe it's a good thing I won't be here long. You two could make a girl feel guilty about deserting you."
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When they parted, Kate's face was flushed. "Sure you're going to be able to drag your Wranglers over that hard-on?"
"Gonna hurt like hell," Bobby growled. Cale eyed his own erection and sighed. "I promise we won't be that long, but you might want to climb back under the covers."
"Boys, it's not any fun doing that alone." Minutes later, the two men were bundled head to toe. Bobby had found her a robe and placed a blanket over her as she nestled into the couch, but as soon as they were out the door, she was too restless to stay there. She picked up the dishes and headed to the kitchen, enjoying the mundane task that freed her mind to think. But she was done worrying about the shambles of her life back in Sacramento. The two men filled her with plenty of fresh fodder. And again, her imagination wandered down lush, tawdry paths—filled with sexy possibilities.
Which might have given her old self pause because that Kate never obsessed over sex. Or over any man. Not even David. He'd only been a signpost in her life. Another step up the wrung of adulthood.
So what was this weekend all about? And where had the courage come that had her insisting on eating breakfast au naturel ?
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colorful. Saddle leather sofas, bright throw rugs and Indian blankets. Photographs, not many, but offering slices of their shared lives were hung on the shining walls. She pored over them, sighing over the men in their dress uniforms and smiling at the photos where camouflage paint smudged their cheeks. The photographs of the ranch—Bobby, bareheaded and astride a galloping horse, Cale sitting on the porch holding a cup of coffee as he watched a blazing sunset—
tugged at some deeper emotion she wasn't brave enough to face.
At last, wrapped inside the thick terrycloth robe while her clothes were in the wash, Kate sat on a leather sofa, her legs tucked under her and a cup of hot chocolate warming her belly while the fire she'd continued to feed in the hearth kept the chill from the living room.
Outside the picture window, the world was wrapped in a soft blanket of pristine snow. Just the sort of scene she'd imagined when David had suggested they head to the lodge for a break.
How different everything had turned out.
She was alone for the first time since her rescue. The telephone lying on a side table just within reach tempted her. But did she really want to call David? Or maybe the rental company instead, to let them know their car was floating down a stream? Only she didn't want reality to intrude on her little fantasy. Not yet.
Two sexy cowboys had set their minds on providing for her pleasure. Tomorrow, she'd be responsible. Today, she'd play and immerse herself in wanton delight.
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