Ride Me Cowboy #2 (The Cowboy Romance Series - Book #2)

Ride Me Cowboy #2 (The Cowboy Romance Series - Book #2) by Alycia Taylor

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    BOOK
2

 
    By
Alycia Taylor
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    CHAPTER
ONE
    LEXI
    I woke up aware first of the coolness of the air and
wondered why it was so cold in the house. There was a strange smell to it, too,
like manure and hay…weird. My bed felt lumpy like I was sleeping on dirt and
rocks. I opened my eyes slowly, still half asleep, and wondered at first if I
was still dreaming. I could see shards of light coming in through planks of
wood overhead which was weird, too. I sat up and
looked around with bleary eyes. My head was pounding and my mouth as dry as
cotton. I realized I was naked and in a pile of hay in the middle of something
that looked like a barn. Where the hell am I? Then I looked over and saw Mark.
He was still sleeping and as naked as me . My brain
went into panic mode and now I was wide awake. Oh Jesus! What did I do? What
did he do to me? I slept in a barn! Oh my God, what is happening to me? I don’t
even go camping. I don’t do tents or trailers…I’m in a barn? God… I had sex
with my stepbrother…maybe…I’m sore. I definitely had sex with my stepbrother. Ew ! Why don’t I remember it? Or do
I? Jumbled memories and a deep tickle in my core are there…just not close
enough to the surface for me to grab them.
    I thought back to last night…or at least, I tried.
My head was so damned foggy! Shit! Why did I drink so much? I remember shooting
darts with him. That was fun. We were talking and laughing and having a good
time. Then I made some comment or other about beating him at pool…I think. Then
he kissed me…or did I kiss him? I know I wanted to. Did I throw myself at
him…or did he take advantage of me? Oh God! I jumped up to my feet and stumbled
or slipped on the damned hay and nearly fell over.
    “Damn it!” The movement and likely my cursing woke
up the sleeping cowboy.
    He grinned at me as soon as he had his sexy blue
eyes half way opened. Then he yawned and stretched like he’d just gotten the best sleep of his life. He was really pissing me off.
“Good morning,” he said, as if this was a pleasant way to wake up.
    “Good morning? Good morning? Are you insane? Look at
us! What is good about this? Where the hell are we? What happened last night?”
    He pushed himself up on his elbows. My traitor body
went completely against me and my heart began to speed up. The way he was
laying looked like a pose right out of a Playgirl magazine, only hotter. Damn, he was hard to look away from with his dark hair
all mussed and his sexy arms and chest all exposed like that. God that tattoo
is hot. I tried to keep my eyes above the belt, but there was something below
it that seemed to be standing at attention. I felt a tingle low in my belly.
Damn it! I’m getting off track.
    I gave myself a shake and said, “Mark! What
happened?”
    He squinted up at me because the sun was hitting him
in the face and he said, “Seriously? You don’t remember any of it?”
    Yes. I had even more bits and pieces of it in my
head and that distinct flutter in my core. My body remembers it clearly, if not
my mind. I didn’t want to tell him that though, if I remembered it that made it
real. It couldn’t be real. It was too…bizarre. If someone told me a month ago
I’d be waking up in a barn of all places after a night of drunken sex with my
stepbrother, I would have had them committed.
    I reached down and picked up my blouse. I had to
shake the hay off of it. I held it to my chest in front of my boobs as I looked
for my bra. All the while, he just sat there and watched me with an amused
expression on his face. I think he must be a little bit crazy.
    “What is

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