Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 65585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 328(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 328(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
I laugh. “Good god, you’re determined.”
“Girl, I see how that cowboy looks at you, and I need some of that in my life. I’m zeroing in on Enzo, he seems up for a good time. God, I only want him once. One decent night and I’m a happy customer.”
I giggle. “You’re terrible.”
“What about you? Are you going to let that cowboy make your legs shake again? I say you take him off the track during the hike and let him throw you against a tree, give you a good fuck and then just join the crowd again as if nothing happened.”
Well damn, that’s not a bad idea.
Not bad at all.
“Tempting,” I murmur.
“Come on, I’m ready to get out there and solve this murder, as well as find me some ass. Hop to it, get your shoes on, we’ve got business to take care of.”
With a laugh, I get to my feet.
Ten minutes later, we meet everyone at the main house where Rhett tells us about the hike we’re going on. It isn’t uphill, thank God, but it will be quite long. At the end there is a beautiful swimming area and a huge waterfall, so it’ll be worth our time. We all take our packs and get on our way, Kara and I trailing at the back, taking photos of boot prints like a bunch of amateur detectives.
“What are you two girls lagging behind for?” Emily asks, dropping down to the end of the line when she notices we’re not keeping up.
“Ugh, I’m just so tired,” Kara lies. “Not all of us are fit and healthy like you, Em.”
Emily laughs. “Trust me, I’m dying on the inside.”
“Grace is up the front with the guys, looking like she’s been hiking her whole life,” I murmur. “Damn her.”
Kara nods. “Girl has energy.”
We keep walking, with Kara snapping photos where she can. Mid hike we all stop to have a drink and a break. Rhett comes over to the rock I’m sitting on, squatting down in front of me. God damn he looks good, all sweaty and masculine, like he belongs in these woods, like he was born here. “No snakes yet.”
“Ha-ha,” I mutter. “You won’t be seeing that little show again.”
“Wouldn’t mind,” he murmurs, putting a hand on my knee and running it down my inner thigh.
I shiver. “You better watch yourself, cowboy.”
He grins. “Or what?”
I hold his gaze. “Or I’ll take you off into those trees and let you fuck me.”
His eyes flash with a hunger that makes my heart race. God damn, never in my life would I have dared say something like that to a man, but around Rhett I have this confidence that is slowly building by the day. Kara’s words gave me ideas and the entire hike, all I’ve been thinking about is him.
He leans forward and murmurs, “You better be careful where you walk, sweetheart, you might find yourself in a situation you can’t get out of.”
I bite my lip. “How terrible.”
He grins, standing and yelling out to the group that we’re moving again.
My heart races as I get to my feet and look to Kara who wiggles her brows at me. I grin and we keep hiking, but the entire time, I’m wondering when Rhett might make a move. Will he make a move? God, I hope so. I really hope so. There is something wild and untamed about the thought of him taking me in the open wilderness, his body against mine, his cock inside me as I desperately try not to scream.
I’m off in a daydream, so deep into it, that I don’t notice Rhett fall back in the crowd until he’s right in front of me.
His big body turns towards me and forces me to stop as the rest of the group walks past us. He murmurs something to Enzo as he goes by, and Enzo gives him a wicked grin before calling out to keep moving. Kara gives me big eyes as she goes past, and a grin so devilish I can’t help but feel nervous for what’s about to happen.
“Hi,” I say when Rhett leans forward, his big body sweaty and strong, blocking my path. “Can I help you?”
“I don’t know, that depends.”
“On what?”
“I lost somethin’, right there in the woods. Can you help me find it?”
“If you’re about to give me a bad pick-up line about losing your penis in my vagina I’m going to have to catch up to the group...”
A low chuckle leaves his throat and puts a hand flat on my chest, pushing me into the woods a little until my back lands against a big tree. His hard body presses against mine and oh, I’m turned on. So wickedly turned on. He growls into my ear, “I’ll give you somethin’ a whole lot fuckin’ better than a bad pick-up line.”