Reckless Cowboy (Iron Ridge #3)

Harper

Ipress my thighs together, conscious of the way my nipples go hard in my bra at the thought of Luke Bennett near my ass. Which is nuts, because I’ve never let anyone even think that’s something I’d consider. My butt has always had an Exit Only sign there.

God, I hope he can’t see that I’m intrigued. I bet giving him an invitation is like giving one to a vampire—he’ll come in, suck you dry, and leave you twitching on the floor.

Why that turns me on, I have no idea.

I hunch over my beer a little, shooting his smug ass a narrow look. It’s annoying—deeply annoying.