My Only Desire
A Guns & Garters Western Historical Romance
A man in chains.
A woman in charge.
Sunny Harlowe is a bounty hunter who always gets her man. But this time she’s captured trouble in Price Ramsey, a scoundrel who always gets his woman.
“Sunny. Do you know what I thought the first time I saw you?”
“Let me guess.” With difficulty, she broke her gaze away from his and swung off the pinto. “You thought, ‘There’s a woman I haven’t had.’”
Dammit. Nothing was easy with this woman. But he fortified himself for the new assault. “No,” he said tenderly. “I thought, ‘There’s the prettiest woman I’ve ever seen.’ ”
“Hah!” She tossed the stirrup up on the seat of the saddle and unbuckled the girth.
“And the next time,” he continued. “I saw you, and I forgot I was supposed to be shooting at the target Delos tossed for me.”
“You hit it.”
“Barely,” he said. “I tried to find you afterwards.”
Pretending indifference, she unshackled the chains on Price’s handcuffs so he could dismount. “I didn’t want you to find me,” she said.
“No,” he ground out. “But you wanted me, Sunny. I’m not wrong about that. I’m not wrong about what I saw in your eyes before you disappeared.”
“Over there.” She pointed at a thick part of the grove. “Go.”
He obeyed, docile as a lamb while she hooked his shackles around still another tree.
“Sunny?”
“What?”
“Kiss me,” he said softly.
“You’re crazy,” she hissed.
“I know.” His eyes flashed, and his low, husky voice sent a shiver up her spine. “I am. Look at me. I can’t move more than a foot. I can’t hurt you. I can’t do anything to you that wouldn’t leave me in a worse predicament than this. Kiss me. Please. It’s not too much to ask.”
“Yes, it is…”
She said it too slowly, and he knew she was thinking about it. And she was standing so close. A tilt of his head was enough. His lips touched hers, light as a breeze. He didn’t raise his hands. He didn’t want to remind her of his chains.
Sunny moaned softly as his mouth opened and closed hungrily on her lips, tender yet demanding. The shock, the satisfaction caught her. She trembled, felt a whirlwind rise and twist within her, felt the spiraling power of it numb her mind and inflame her senses. Her knees shook and her eyelids slid down as the heart of the storm swept deep in her abdomen then spun up and out, higher and higher. And then he stepped away…
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