He muttered,“Fuck.”“What?”“Nothin’. I’m getting tired. Now that we’re done with business we oughta hit the road.”Jack squinted at the clock. “It’s ten. You don’t have the wife and kids here. I’m not all in for getting shitfaced, but why are you so eager to leave?”“No reason. Just tired.”Then Jack knew. Keely was here. The question was: who was she here with? “Where is she?”“On the dance floor.”He wished he had another goddamn shot to suck down. “Alone?”Carter shook his head.Jack snarled.Before he bolted, Carter grabbed his forearm. “It’s just her friend Michael. Don’t go after him.”“It’s not Michael I’m going after.”“Jack—”“Don’t wait around.” He tore his arm from Carter’s grip and exited the booth.Jack didn’t barrel up and pull Keely off the dance floor. He watched from the shadows, planning to ambush her. If she fought, he’d drag her out of the damn bar by her hair.When had he started giving into his caveman mentality?The fast song ended. Some crap with too much sli
“Why do people move to Sundance?” he countered.“Not many do. They’ve got more money than God and can afford the outrageous land prices, and don’t have to rely on earning a living locally.”“That’s a harsh assessment for your beloved hometown.”She shrugged. “It’s true. We are reverse snobs. Any of those ‘new-age’ types who try and gain a foothold in the community have a hard time. Most don’t stick around long. We don’t like change. We like our guns, we like our beef, we like the money from coal and oil. We like to challenge anyone who tries to take it away from us. If you don’t embrace all that is our western way of life…well, we ain’t got time for ya.”Jack tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. “So when Henry asks where we’re going to live after we’re married, you’ll say…?”“We’ll split our time between Colorado and Wyoming for now, but after we start having babies, we’ll settle in Sundance because it’s a good place to raise kids and I have lots of family around the area.”He sh
“Hell,” Ramona said with no sarcasm. “I fired my travel coordinator the second I had cell service in the States. Trust me, you do not want to hear me whine about the Orient.” She paused. “You okay? For being wildly in luurrve and all, you don’t sound like your chipper self.”“I’m nervous about meeting Jack’s clients. I do not want to say or do anything to fuck it up.”“You’ll be fine. You’re charming, funny and you can drink any man under the table. At least you used to, but damn, you’ve been dull as dirt the last few years, cuz.”“Ramona!”“Kidding. Sheesh. Should I build up your confidence with serious stuff since your sense of humor has vanished?”“Yes, please.”“Let’s start with the obvious. What are you wearing tonight?”Keely rolled her eyes. Ramona lived the code “clothes make the woman” and truly believed all that fashionista crap. “I’m wearing my emerald moleskin skirt, brown boots with the orange and green butterflies, a slim-fitting, button-up shirt in dark tan and a brown
Laughter.“The bottom line is, I didn’t like Jack personally, but professionally, I knew no one was better qualified to help me with historic renovation project than Jack Donohue. I swallowed my pride and called him. He swallowed his disbelief and met with me. And miracle of miracles, we didn’t exchange one insult at that first meeting. Once we hashed through the business end…well, two years of no contact gave us an entirely new appreciation for one another. We saw each other in a whole different light. Because our past history was so…volatile, we didn’t tell anyone we’d fallen in love. No one in our families would’ve believed it.”More laughter.“Keeping our feelings private allowed us time to understand and accept how deep those feelings really are.”Hell, that sweet story choked Jack up and he knew it was a damn lie. He didn’t care if the committee disapproved of a PDA; he had to kiss her. He pressed his lips to hers, letting her warmth and sweetness flow through him.“Oh my, that
Her entire posture stayed tight. Closed off. Skeptical. “Why?”“A week from today there’s a job I have to be on site for until it’s finished. I’ll be gone for three full weeks. But this week and especially next weekend, I need you to keep up this pretense.” Inwardly, Jack winced at his word choice. What had developed between them hardly felt like make-believe.“What’s going on next weekend?”“Convention in Denver.”Keely scowled. “First I’ve heard of it. A lot has happened. You can’t expect me to remember all of it.”I’ll remember all of it. The way you taste first thing in the morning. The sweet scent of lilacs surrounding me last thing before I drift off at night. Your eyes glaring at me with anger. Your eyes devouring me with hunger. Your laugh. Your determination. The unquestioning love you have for your family. The way you make love with your heart and soul as well as your body. I’ll never forget any of that.“Jack?”“I swore I told you. This is our annual Professional Preservati
“All I smell is my sweet Keely.”“Horny bastard.” She resisted snapping him with the towel after her mind glommed on to his use of the word “my”.“Does that barfing thing happen often?”“Often enough that I keep a change of clothes in my locker. But I’d forgotten to replace them because I haven’t done laundry in a coon’s age.”“How long exactly is a coon’s age?”“Halfway between the twelfth of never and when hell freezes over.”“You’re in a mood.”So was he. She hustled to her bedroom and bent over to open the bottom dresser drawer. Down to her last pair of clean jeans. She’d have to do at least one load of clothes tonight. She turned and Jack was right there. With that look. The look that thrilled her. The look that warned her she’d be late for the damn basketball game. “Jack—”He dropped to his knees.“I really don’t have time—Omigod! You so don’t play fair.” Her feet slid on the carpet as she automatically widened her stance.Jack chuckled against her sensitive flesh and licked her
Two days later…Jack paced in his condo, waiting for Keely to arrive.Why had she insisted on seeing where he lived?Because you’re supposed to be engaged, dumbass.He inhaled a deep breath. For Christsake, he shouldn’t be embarrassed. He’d paid a shitload of money for this high-rise condo with a view of the Rocky Mountains.Jack gazed at the jagged peaks that were covered in snow year round. As a South Dakota farm kid, raised on the flat prairie, he was amazed every time he looked at the majestic mountains.Yet the view outside presented his living room in an even more pitiable light. He hadn’t spent time or money decorating besides adding two black leather reclining Lazy Boy chairs. True, Jack had forked over serious bucks for the top of the line entertainment system with a gigantic digital flat-screen TV, and theater quality surround sound. His massive collection of DVDs was arranged alphabetically on the shelves of the entertainment center that encompassed the entire wall.The phr
The look of surprise melted into a look of pure seduction. Keely reached up, wrapped her fingers around the knot in his tie and tugged hard. “Whaddya say we christen the bed?”“I’m not sure—”“I am.” Using the tie, she pulled his face closer to hers. “If you’re afraid I’m gonna muss your snappy suit, GQ, you’d be right. But I happen to know you’ve got a whole closet full of replacements, so buck up and fuck me.”Jack’s dick was as hard as a steel beam upon seeing the wicked gleam in her eyes. He crawled over her and backed her into the middle of the bed. “Strip.”But Keely flipped Jack on his back. Straddling him, she said, “Nifty trick, huh?”“With five older brothers, I’m not surprised.”She kissed him, letting the glide of lips and tongues heat them both up. Between kisses, she whispered, “Let me take care of you, Jack.”“Anything you want. I’m yours.”“Then I’ll take you.” Keely rolled off the bed, whipped off her clothes and climbed back on top of him. The woman was something—all