Nowhere Ranch by Heidi Cullinan Page A

morning, but I didn't want to go. Not without him.
    The Bronco was a lot darker and dirtier, but it was rowdy and crowded, and best of all we had to squeeze together into a booth at the back. Haley once again made sure it was me in the corner and Travis beside me. She then left us alone to go get drinks, but Travis didn't move over. He stayed pressed up against me, letting me feel his heat. I felt his hand on my leg too, and I wanted to purr.
    “Last time we sat at the back of a bar with live music in a booth like this, things got really interesting,” he commented.
    I leaned into his ear and said, “I want you.”
    His hand slid higher on my leg, pulled it back on its hinge, and opened me, and when his hand cupped my cock through my jeans I pushed into him, letting him feel how much I wanted him.
    Then Haley came back to the table, and I blinked, coming out of the spell.
    But his hand stayed on me, working me up, making it almost impossible for me to focus on anything. Though I wasn't so gone that I didn't hear Haley say, with pride, “I'm going to help Roe get his GED.”
    Travis didn't even miss a beat, and his hand kept up its wicked massage underneath the table. “That's great.” Didn't sound surprised at all. I suppose he looked that up too when he was checking out my prison record. Surprised he didn't look up my birthday too while he was digging for all my secrets.
    They began to make arrangements for us to meet at Travis's house, using his computer, but I couldn't pay attention because of his damn hand. Eventually I couldn't take it anymore, and I reached my hand down too. I undid my fly and guided him in there, holding my hand over the outside of my underwear, shutting my eyes for a second to get the visual in my head. I was developing a kink for this. I was so hard, and I was slick too because the head kept weeping, and he'd just sweep it up and slide it over the shaft. And meanwhile he's asking Haley about her summer job at the nursing home and about her mom and her brother.
    But it must have been getting to him too, because all of a sudden he said, “I really need to be heading home.” He squeezed my cock.
    “Me too,” I said. I need to go have sex.
    Haley, I hope, did not know about the hand job, but she knew code when she heard it. “I thought I might pop back into Sid's quick. Do you mind taking Roe home, Travis?”
    “No,” both of us said at once. And from her grin, I knew later I was going to get quizzed about how my night was, but I didn't care. I sure as hell hoped it was going to be great.
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    Chapter Six
    “So it's only been a month this time,” he observed as he angled his truck out of the parking lot onto the road. “That's a step up, I guess.”
    “I been wanting it,” I confessed, emboldened by the beer. “I just wasn't sure how to phrase it.”
    “What you said back in the bar works fine, for the record.”
    The beer wasn't just emboldening me. It was making my tongue loose. “But I don't want any hearts and flowers. I'm not a relationship man.”
    “Is that what had you panicking?” He cast a sidelong look at me. “How the hell did you get that out of tying you up to the side of a hot tub?”
    I still didn't quite understand that one myself. “Actually, it was the grocery store account that started it.”
    “What? You think that's a relationship? I was trying to bribe you into cooking for me. So you're saying I should have offered a rough fuck instead? All right. I'll write that down.”
    “Are you mad?” Damn stupid loose tongue.
    “Exasperated, yes. Mad, no.” He gave me another look across the seat. “Monroe Davis, you have some twisted thinking going on in that head, you know that? I already figured out you don't want a relationship. That's why I keep giving you a wide berth. I could tell if I tried to make friends with you it would spook you, so I thought maybe we'd just fuck, since we did it so well. But I have no idea where to