Off Limits (Corrupt Cowboys #1)

“T hat looked intense,” I smile at Wade when he steps onto the porch. He sits down on the step beside me and taking off his hat, he rests his elbows back, and blows out a breath.

“Tired?” I smirk. We were having a pretty good time last night until Garrett showed up and killed the party. Wade has something about him that draws people in. He’s fun-loving and carefree, but I can sense that underneath all his smiles he can be vulnerable, too.

“He likes you, you know?” We both watch Garrett come out of the stable, leading Thunder, and the look he gives us across the yard as he mounts him, suggests that he’s fully aware we’re talking about him.

“I like him, too.” It feels surprisingly good to admit that out loud. I’m still angsty from what happened in the shower this morning. The heat between us, and the need he’s left inside me, is beyond frustrating and the fact he wasn’t at the breakfast table earlier pisses me off, too.