Dirty Sex (BOOK 2)

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from last chap

r happened to be in town, asking him to pick up dry cleaning didn’t di

lanned to request was anything but average. Deep breath. She could do th

died the red brick house. From the outside, it looked well gro

ithout a single noise disturbing the green East Texas countryside, the place appeared sedate. No one w

she could e

red her nerve and approached the heavy oak door. Sparing a passing thought

g contact with him. His crass, in-your-face way of doing everything made her want to grind her teeth and take him down a peg or two—or ten. When she’d been seventeen, he’d roused a curiosity

have to ask him for the favor of a lifetime. An

The olive cargo pants had been a stupid choice, but one that brought her comfort. She’d offset the look with a prissy, breast-hugging white eyelet top. The low, r

is task off for another minute. W

uffled male v

as much of the grating man as she could. But she’

arsed this speech. Multiple times. Deke was cut from the same military cloth as her father and brothers. They didn’t want stal

Deke. Not

o’clock shadow. A tight charcoal gray T-shirt and scrumptiously faded jeans hugged a tall, swimmer

id he was aware she’d been checking him out and didn’

she hadn’t been subtle or

house. I’m looking for Deke Trenton.

right house. Cousin D

” That possibility ne

before her was a sultry, sexy midnight, all dark and wanton looking.

e not to claim him, but he does pay half the bills so

gnize you from your pictures. I

flatt

e. “Oh, wow! I love them…even though

lly. She liked him right away. He was good people, down to

held out her hand. “You’

hand more than shaking it. “I don’t mean to keep you ou

tonight’s roast.” The man was full of southern

xpect hi

road.” Luc stepped back and opened the door to admit

eresting mix of rustic cabin and modern technology. Distressed hardwood floors

TV. Tasteful and plush…

time to bribe you with raspberry iced tea and fresh peach scones, so you’ll tell me

er forget… A part of her could hardly believe her reason for coming here. It was wild. Crazy. Gutsy. Impe

Luc the minute he laughed

thing,” he assured, his voice smoky and intimate. The teasing exp

d her best to smil

ted, leading her in

the kitchen,” she breathed, happy

splashes, and appliances. A gorgeous mix of the old and new. The six-burner gas stove, grani

me decorate, in case you w

casings. In his eyes, infrared binoculars would be the perfect coffee table conversation piece. TV tray

believe. Yo

rom a friend who’s an

eally l

mossy-shaded cushions. His touch warmed her. Kimber had no doubt that plenty of women found the well-known chef sexy. He was. But something about him also set her at ease. He cooked and decorated and made her feel immedia

” Luc asked, handi

He and my father are in the same line of

This is great!” Luc frowned, then recognition d

“Deke’s me

at oversight. You’re a doll.” He sat in the chair beside hers and smiled, dripping c

her neck, to her cheeks. A

something she’d ever encountered in her ye

nties.” A ghost of a smile hovered around his lush mouth. B

h school the last time we met.” Surprise flashed across Luc’s dark, sensual features. “So out of the blue, yo

igured that out quick. “I—

…urg

h a hint of mischief. Kimber Edgington. She made his dick itch for action. Always had. Every day he’d worked for the Colonel, he’d seen her. Just the sou

enough to know better and nearly too horny to care. Five years ago, he’d quit working for her father before he’d done something stupi

’s amused smile, he knew he wasn’t fooling his cousin. But it was Kimber’s face he focused on. More mature lines. Fu

medal he’d ever earned t

gh, Deke knew he was right. Shit! He had to get her the fuck out of

like ground-up gravel. He

ek

ssy, rosy lips. The husky

watching his dick slide over that lip, then deep inside the wet sil

go into the bathroom and jack off before he could have a dec