THE TEXAS WILDCATTER'S BABY

THE TEXAS WILDCATTER'S BABY by CATHY GILLEN THACKER Read Free Book Online

Book: THE TEXAS WILDCATTER'S BABY by CATHY GILLEN THACKER Read Free Book Online
Authors: CATHY GILLEN THACKER
Tags: Romance
rolled up past his muscular forearms. He’d taken off his shoes, too.
    Once again, his eyes caressed her. His gaze lingered on the cleavage spilling out of her fitted bodice, then drifted languidly over her waist, hips and thighs “You do look a mite skinnier now, though,” he said after his long, slow perusal.
    Wishing there was another option, Ginger moved toward him reluctantly. “It’s because I took my petticoat off.”
    “Ah.” Another pause and furrow of his dark brow. “What’s a petticoat?”
    “The froufrou thing that goes under my skirt to make it stand out. It’s sort of like a half-slip for formal attire.” She perched beside him on the bed, aware he hadn’t moved a muscle. He looked turned on and frustrated.
    She swallowed around the sudden dryness of her throat. “And you knew that, didn’t you?”
    One corner of his mouth lifted in a sensual smile. “I might not have. Only having brothers and all that.”
    Ginger recollected what she knew about the state’s most famously successful lady wildcatter. “But your mom...”
    “Was a debutante in Dallas before she met and married my dad.”
    “And still goes to a party or two?” Ginger prompted.
    Rand nodded proudly. “She does. Although she prefers jeans and boots and an oil rig to any black tie affair.”
    Ginger wiggled her toes, which were still aching from the hours spent in beautiful, impractical high heels. “I can second that.”
    Rand remained where he was. “So. What’s your problem?” He had all the predatory watchfulness of a man in hot pursuit.
    “I can’t seem to get out of this dress,” Ginger admitted reluctantly.
    He appeared to mull that over. “You could sleep in it.”
    True, but...the fitted bodice was so snug. Ginger wrinkled her nose. “It wouldn’t be very comfortable.”
    His grin turned wicked. “Ready to get naked, then?”
    Heavens, no! “I just want you to undo the back of my dress. Please.”
    Kindness mixed with desire. He laid a hand across his heart. “Well of course I’ll do my husbandly duty.”
    Not about to inquire what else that might entail, Ginger turned and reluctantly offered him her back.
    Her pulse pounded as he shifted to the edge of the mattress and sat behind her. His bent knee just barely brushed the curve of her buttock. The sensation was exquisitely erotic and sensual. Shivering, Ginger shifted away from him.
    He said nothing. Did nothing. She shot him an aggravated look over her shoulder. “Well?”
    He lifted his broad shoulders in an affable shrug. “I was waiting on you to come back to me again.”
    They were close enough—too close—as it was. They did not need to have actual physical contact to accomplish this. She sucked in a tremulous breath. “Is everything between us going to be this difficult?”
    At her irritable demand, a laugh escaped him. “I don’t know. Is it?”
    Groaning, she flounced back another inch. “Just undress me!”
    His chuckle was warm and sexy, as if she had just given him the opening he needed. Not about to be seduced into thinking this was anything but a temporary business arrangement, Ginger clarified hotly, “You know what I mean.”
    “I do.” His hands brushed the skin between her shoulder blades. He struggled with the triple row of close-set hooks at the top of her zipper. One by one, they eventually gave way.
    Maddeningly, the zipper did not follow.
    “Now what?” Ginger asked, finding the sudden stillness as excruciatingly erotic as his tender touch. Desire blossomed deep inside her.
    Rand slid a hand between the fabric and her skin, his touch kindling her overwrought senses even more. “I just want to make sure...”
    That she was spontaneously combusting from the inside out? Well, she was! “Rand, come on. Just do it!”
    “Well, I sure hope no one can overhear us.” Rand’s voice took on his best needling aw-shucks tone. “Who knows what people might be thinking, us being in the bridal suite and all?”
    Ginger groaned

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