Free AdriannasCowboy by Savannah Stuart Page B

year ago he’d moved back
to Cedar Grove and no surprise, a job had been waiting for him.
    As she rinsed the shampoo out of her hair she wished she
could rinse away her attraction to Sam. She snorted at the thought. Any woman
with a pulse in a hundred-mile radius would be attracted to that man. With jet
black hair, an Adonis face and muscular thighs she’d fantasized about on more
than one occasion, the man was walking sex appeal.
    Only once had he let his guard down around her. She’d been
home over the holiday break and he’d been home on leave. She touched her
fingers to her lips remembering his roughness. The way their tongues had
collided in a hungry frenzy. Instinctively, she squeezed her thighs together
remembering the way he’d stripped her naked, kissed and worshipped every inch
of her body, brought her to a mind-blowing climax, then hadn’t finished what
he’d started.
    That thought was like a rush of cold water over her skin.
Years later she still couldn’t figure out why he’d denied himself pleasure when
she’d been ready and willing. Shaking her head, she turned off the shower, stepped
out and wrapped a big cotton towel around herself.
    She peeked out the bathroom door into her room. To her
relief, Sam had already brought up her luggage. After blow drying the dampness
out of her hair, she slipped on a pair of panties and slid under the covers of
her bed.
    Snuggling deeper under the patchwork quilt her mom had made
for her, she shut her eyes. After twenty minutes of tossing and turning she
gave up. She slipped out of bed and threw on a black-and-pink kimono-style
robe.
    The rest of the house was quiet as she made her way down the
stairs. If she remembered correctly, her father had some whiskey hidden in his
office. She barely tolerated the stuff but if she mixed it with hot tea, she’d
sleep the night through.
    The heavy wooden door to her father’s office was silent as
she pushed it open but she jerked to a halt when she realized she wasn’t alone.
Looking tired, Sam sat behind her father’s desk hunched over a stack of papers.
    “What are you doing?”
    He glanced up and for a brief second his eyes flashed
blatant interest as they raked over the entire length of her body. Her nipples
tightened painfully under his scrutiny and she had no doubt he could see her
reaction through the thin robe.
    “I’m going over the books. With your father’s passing, I don’t
want anything to fall through the cracks in the next couple weeks.”
    “I can go over them tomorrow if you’d like. It is what I do
after all. Or rather, what I did.” Since she’d graduated college she’d been
working for the same advertising company. In four short years she’d moved up to
be the head of the accounting department. Everything had been great until the
boss’s son took over.
    “Did? What happened?”
    “I uh…I got let go. Yesterday in fact.” She shrugged and
wrapped her arms around herself.
    His dark brow furrowed as he straightened in his chair.
“Why? Not because of your dad?”
    “I had a difference of opinion with my boss. He thought sex
should be included in my work requirements. I disagreed.”
    Sam immediately stood with clenched fists. “That son of a
bitch—”
    She covered the distance between them and put a gentle hand
on his arm as she leaned against the edge of the desk. “I can take care of
myself Sam. Besides, it’s the middle of the night. What are you going to do,
drive to Charlotte and kick his ass?” She smiled and lightly squeezed his arm,
hoping to draw a grin from him.
    His entire body stilled at the contact. His gaze slid down
to her face then to her chest, caressing her body just as intimately as if he’d
used his hands. When his nostrils flared she sucked in a deep breath. “Go back
to bed, Adrianna.” The words came out hoarse and raspy.
    “Why?” Her grip on his arm tightened when he tried to pull
away from her. The feel of his bunched muscles under her fingertips sent