Jackson: The Sons of Dusty Walker

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hips, semi-hard, beautiful erection, then down his legs, one that was bent, his
knee pointing toward the ceiling. “Uh, what was I…”
    He stacked his hands under his head and smirked at her, his
eyes half closed. “I’m enjoying my view as much as you’re enjoying yours.”
    Rori blinked, then as her phone rang again, she looked at it
and pressed answer. How did it get to be three in the morning already? “What
did you find?”
    Jackson motioned her over and she pressed speaker as she
wandered to the bed and sat on the edge of the mattress.
    “Some crazy shit going on there in bumfuck Kansas, girl.”
Kiwi’s monotone male voice came from her phone.
    She bit back a smile. “I’ve got my boss here listening. Go
ahead.”
    Kiwi paused. “Sorry about the location dis, man.”
    Jackson rolled closer, ending on his side with his head
propped up on a bent arm. “No problem, brother. I feel the same way about the
place.”
    Rori didn’t. She loved almost everything about the town,
except for the dating situation, but nobody was asking her opinion. “So what is
it?”
    Jackson’s finger trailed from her shoulder down to her
elbow, making her shiver with delight and her nipples perk and tighten. She had
to force back the urge to turn off her phone and pounce on the cowboy.
    “These accounts? They’re being opened and closed in a short
span of time, like less than a week.”
    She frowned at Jackson, and he shrugged, so she asked, “What
does that usually mean?”
    Kiwi snorted. “Money laundering, drugs, terrorist activity,
blackmail, asset hiding, tax evasion. You name it, it could be happening.”
    “Who’s opening the accounts?” Jackson’s brows drew down.
    Did he suspect his father of illegal activity? Rori couldn’t
imagine Dusty doing anything illegal. Immoral—like having four illegitimate
sons by four separate women—yes, but that was a far shot from breaking the law.
    “A holding company out of Kansas City.” Typing noises came
from the phone. “I haven’t isolated the owner yet, but I’ve called in a favor
from the Federal…uh.” Kiwi sniffed. “From a friend.”
    Jackson looked at her, shaking his head.
    “He’s good,” Rori whispered.
    “Damn right I am, girl.” Kiwi was typing again. “I’ll stay
on it and get back to you.”
    “Thanks, buddy. You’re the best.” She loved this guy like a
brother.
    “Stay out of trouble, Rori.” He hung up.
    Jackson pointed to the phone. “ He’s telling you to stay out of trouble? That’s a laugh.”
    Setting her phone on the bedside table, she turned to fully
face Jackson. “I won’t be able to sleep. Can we do some poking at your dad’s
computers?”
    “Can’t think of anything else I’d rather do right now.” He
brushed his knuckles along the side of her breast. “I’m naked, hard as a
fencepost, and I have the sexiest woman in the world in my bed. She’s just as
naked, too.” He lifted a brow, his gaze shifting to her face. “So yeah, let’s
go do a bunch of boring computer shit.”
    She laughed as she pushed him onto his back and lay on his
chest. “What if I promise that every minute we spend on computers, we’ll spend
twice that long in bed afterward?”
    He threaded his fingers in her hair and pulled her down for
a kiss. “I need a down payment, darlin’.” That one kiss led to a second, then
to an hour of the hottest missionary position sex she’d ever had.
    ****
    After they showered and dressed, Jackson held Rori’s hand
and led her down the front stairs. Lights popped on automatically, and she
gasped at the two-story magnificence of the great room that spanned nearly the
entire first floor.
    Heavy, dark wood, a two-story flat-stone fireplace, lots of
leather furniture, and thick rugs covering the hardwood floors added to the
rustic elegance.
    “This is beautiful.” She stood in the middle of the room and
turned slowly, her gaze trailing from the original western artwork to family
photos. There were

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