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a basket for us."
    "I hope Ruth isn't getting any ideas."
Jessie was trying not to get any ideas either.
    Cameron smiled. "Mom's always getting ideas.
You know how she is. You are hungry, aren't you? I stopped
by the cafe. There's two pieces of Sarah Sue's carrot cake for
dessert."
    Jessie's stomach growled in response and she
laughed. "You sure know how to tempt a woman. Let me wash up." She
turned on her heel and ran to the office, blushing at her unruly
tongue.
    Know how to tempt a woman? Good
grief, what would she say next? She hadn't missed the flash of heat
in Cameron's eyes.
    After slipping out of her coveralls and
making sure her sweater and slacks were okay, she ran a comb
through her hair and grabbed her purse. She scribbled a note for
Sam to finish Mrs. Jones's SUV when he came back from his break,
which would be any minute now.
    Jessie hurried outside. The look of
admiration on Cameron's face generated a warm sensation in the pit
of her stomach. Since she was an expert at compartmentalizing her
troubles, she banished all worries and doubts to the back of her
mind and decided to enjoy Cameron's company today.
    ****
    Cameron waited with arms folded, leaning
against his car, watching Jessie's approach. She had exchanged her
coveralls for a pair of pants that outlined her shapeliness and a
sweater that teased his imagination.
    He dug his keys from his pocket, glad to
release some of the tension from his tight jeans. Since coming to
the ranch, he'd been in a constant state of arousal. That in itself
was exciting and new. For the past decade, his schedule had been so
tight and hectic, he hadn't had much time to pursue the ladies, no
matter what his mother thought. He'd essentially put his libido on
hold, but Jessie had certainly awakened it.
    She stopped in front of him with a smile on
her lips. "Ready?"
    Oh yeah . "That didn't take long," he
said. On impulse, he held out the keys. "Why don't you drive?"
    Jessie's green eyes widened with delight.
"You trust me with your Jag?"
    "Sure, I trust you." He tossed her the keys
and she caught them to her chest, the movement pushing her breasts
against the plush fabric of her sweater. Cameron swallowed hard.
Quickly, he walked to the driver's side and opened the door. "I
trusted you to repair the fan belt, didn't I? And since you're
intimately acquainted with the engine, you deserve the chance to
drive the car."
    "You're never going to let me live that
down, are you?"
    "Not in this lifetime."
    Jessie's eyes crinkled with humor. She
climbed in the driver's seat and closed the door.
    Cameron slid in on the passenger side and
buckled his seat belt. Her impish expression made her look about
fifteen again. He felt the old familiar tug toward her combined
with something dangerously new.
    She hesitated a moment, then inserted the
key and the motor roared to life. Jessie let out a sigh of
contentment. Throwing a mischievous look his way, she floored the
gas pedal and the car zoomed onto the gray pavement heading out of
town.
    "Better slow down," Cameron said. "You don't
want to get a ticket."
    "This car wasn't made to go slow." She
revved the engine and shot past the city limits.
    "I never figured you for a speed demon." He
flipped a switch on the console and the roof of the Jaguar folded
back. A clear blue West Texas sky appeared above their heads.
    Jessie laughed and leaned back against the
headrest. "There's a lot you don't know about me."
    "I'd like the chance to find out." Cameron
watched her in fascination. Her laughter stoked a fire deep within.
He had an almost uncontrollable urge to trail kisses along her neck
and down her collarbone. When she turned to look at him, inviting
him to share her joy, he planted a quick kiss on her smiling lips,
pulling away before she had time to respond.
    "Cameron!" The car jerked slightly to the
right. Immediately, Jessie corrected the angle of the wheels,
keeping her concentration on the road.
    "Sorry, couldn't resist." He realized he was
having