The Cowbear's Christmas Bride (Curvy Bear Ranch 4) by Liv Brywood Read Free Book Online

when he spotted Carol. “Hey there. I don’t think we’ve met.”
    “Cody, this is Carol,” Hank said.
    “Pleased to meet you ma’am,” Cody said while tipping his Stetson. As his gaze traveled the length of her body, interest was written all over his face.
    “You too,” she replied.
    A sudden rush of jealousy propelled Hank forward. He stood by her side, a little closer than he should have. His bear growled low in his chest but softly enough that he could contain it.
    As if recognizing his territorial stance, Cody stepped back. “Anything you need me to do, Madison?”
    “Can you set the table?” she asked.
    “Sure.” He disappeared into the kitchen.
    “Dinner will be ready in about ten minutes,” Madison said.
    “I think I’ll go lie down for a few minutes,” Carol said.
    “I’ll come with you,” Hank said.
    When Madison whirled around with the dripping spoon still in her hand, he realized he’d made another mistake. He hadn’t meant that he’d be lying down with her. Not that he wouldn’t want to, but that wasn’t his intent.
    “Uh, what I meant was—”
    “No need to explain. You’re an adult,” Madison said with a twinkle in her eye.
    He huffed and followed Carol out of the room. “If you’d rather be alone, I can wait down here.”
    “I think I’d actually like some company. My back is killing me though, so if you don’t mind, I do want to lie down for a second.”
    He did everything he could to keep his eyes off her breasts. Having two perfect mounds of perky flesh on her chest probably didn’t help her back. His bear roared with approval.
    Down, bear!
    The beast seemed to only think about two things—food and sex. He could do something about one, but not the other. To even think about her in that way right now was embarrassing. He liked to think he at least had a little bit of class. He would never take advantage of someone whose heart was hurting.
    When they reached her room, she unlocked it and led him inside. She walked over to the bed and flopped face-down onto it, giving him a great view of her curvy ass. Oh, hell.
    He crossed the room to the chair and sat, hoping she wouldn’t notice his growing erection. There was nothing he liked more than taking a woman from behind. There was something so feral and raw about that position. He loved it. The only place he ever really let loose was in bed. He really needed to get laid soon or his bear would never leave him alone.
    “Do you think she hates me?” Carol asked in a muffled voice.
    That stopped his dirty fantasies faster than a leap into Hebgen Lake in the middle of winter.
    “I don’t think she hates you.”
    “She probably never wanted to be pregnant in the first place.”
    “Did she tell you that?” he asked.
    “No.”
    “Then don’t assume it. You never know what’s going on in someone else’s head until you ask them.”
    “Maybe I can change her mind. Maybe if she gets to know me…”
    “It’s possible, but some people are set in their ways and they don’t want to change. I’m not trying to discourage you; I’m trying to be realistic,” he said.
    “I know.”
    As she sat up, her sweater dipped to reveal the tops of her creamy breasts. A hint of pink lace teased him before disappearing. He shifted in the chair. Dammit, one glimpse and blood rushed into his cock to make him even harder. There was no way he’d be able to hide it if he stood right now.
    “You’ve been so sweet to me. I don’t know how I can repay you,” she said.
    “There’s no need,” he said.
    Images of all the naughty ways she could repay him flashed through his mind. It was all he could do to keep his hands on the chair and not cross the room to her. His bear thrashed, wanting to move closer to inhale her scent.
    No, bear!
    He needed to get it together and remember why he could never touch her. She was hotter than hell, no question there. But he couldn’t get involved with someone who was just passing through. Regardless of