Free Hot Coco by Cindy McDonald Page B

on the left. The room smelled of a man’s musky outdoorsman cologne. The walls were painted with a soft gray. Her attention was drawn to the king-size bed that had a fluffy gray comforter with a dark charcoal stripe spread over it. Large charcoal Euro pillows with the dark black swirls were tossed near the headboard. The picture that hung over the bed drew her near. It was an impressively framed and matted photograph of the great Secretariat crossing the finish line at the 1973 Kentucky Derby. It was signed by Big Red’s jockey, Ron Turcotte.
    Jackpot! This is the cowboy’s bedroom.
    She made her way to a dresser near the window. There was a bottle of Old Spice, a penknife, and several racing programs piled off to one side. She was now certain that this room was Mike’s . With that, her lips curled.
    She tossed several pillows to the floor and pulled the comforter down. The sexy redhead will be out of luck. Too bad.
    She slipped the little black dress from her shoulders and let it flutter from her body to the floor. The black satin bra and lacey black g-string soon landed on top of the dress. She was looking forward to running her fingers over his firm chest. She tried to imagine how the cowboy, engorged, would look standing naked before her with a “come on” look in his eyes. Oh yes, the cowboy scenario is working just fine. She searched the room in hopes of finding a cowboy hat. A Stetson would be the icing on her carnal cowboy cake.
    The front door opened. Shane poked his head inside the cottage. “Mike, yo, Mike. You in here?”
    The lights were on, so he crossed the living room to check the kitchen. Not there. He went back through the living room. He heard a rustling in the bedroom upstairs. Shane trotted up the stairs and opened Mike’s bedroom door.
    He took in a breath and was unable to release it. Filled with a wondrous sight, his eyes widened.
    There she was, Coco ... completely, incredibly, naked.
    She was extraordinary. Her full firm breasts hung high. Her nipples were a dusty rose, and her long blonde locks swept across her beautiful defined shoulders. Her tiny rib cage gently eased down to her shapelyhips. She was slickly waxed, Brazilian, and she had a tiny tattoo next to her ...
    Lord have mercy.
    Grabbing the comforter to strap it around her nakedness, Coco screamed.
    Shane jumped back. “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!” His voice was high-pitched while he backed out of the room with his right arm extended out in case she would decide to hurl the lamp. “I ... I was looking for Mike ...”
    The door slammed in his face.
    He gulped in a breath while savoring the incredible image. Then he turned to bump face-to-face with big brother.
    “What the hell is going on?”
    “I was looking for you. I thought you were in her, I mean there. She was freaking naked.”
    Mike’s eyes were like lasers burning through Shane’s face, “Naked?” he spluttered.
    “Oh, yeah,” Shane breathed. “ Naked .”
    The bedroom door whipped open with a gust causing them to flinch.
    Coco’s dress was askew. Hopping on one foot while fumbling into her heels, she glared into Shane’s eyes. “I’m not into weird stuff,” she announced. “I’m going home, Mike. Maybe that redhead is a little more adventurous.”
    “There was a redhead too?” Shane was most impressed with his brother’s evening.
    “ Ava …” Mike growled.
    “Ouch.” Shane cringed.
    “Coco wait—” Mike said.
    “No, Mike, it just doesn’t feel right … good night.”
    Coco grasped the railing and paddled down the stairs. After stumbling, she managed to regain her balance and finally reached the bottom. While tugging at her dress, she made haste for the door and slammed it behind her.
    From over the railing up in the loft, the West brothers watched her harried retreat.

    After the reverberation from the slam of the door quieted, Shane turned to his older brother. The memory of her was fresh in his mind. “She was totally unbelievable,