deep, calming breath and forced his body to stop moving. She
protested wordlessly, but he shook his head against her body.
“Do you want me to take you?” he asked.
“Yes,” she whispered. “I do.”
“You’d let me fuck you without the benefit of marriage?” he asked, demanding
absolute clarity. The crudity of his language stilled her, but she nodded her head
resolutely.
“Well, I’m not that kind of man,” he said, pulling away from her to sit back on the
edge of the bed. She seemed stunned, utterly still in the darkness of the room.
“What kind of game are you playing, Wade?” she asked finally, levering herself to
sit up in bed. He leaned over and kissed her gently on the mouth before standing up.
“I won’t sleep with a woman I’m not married to,” he said. She burst out laughing.
“You’ve slept with half the county, Wade,” she said. “Ryan told me all about your
adventures. I don’t believe you for one minute.”
“I’ve had my share of lovers,” he admitted. “But now I’ve decided to marry you,
and I won’t sleep with you until I get a ring on your finger. If you want me, you’ll have
to marry me.”
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She laughed again.
“Don’t be ridiculous, Wade,” she said. “I’ll admit it, I want your body. Maybe that
makes me a whore. But I’m not a stupid whore. I won’t let myself get trapped by a man
again.”
“I don’t want to trap you,” he said, his voice quiet and intense. “I want you to be
my partner. And I think you want it too.”
He reached across the bed, cupping her cheek and then running his hand down into
the loose bodice of her flannel nightgown. She gasped, leaning closer to him. Her
breasts hung loose, and he cupped one, fingering the nipple. She sighed, and he felt his
resolve fade, his cock giving him clear orders to push her down and take her before she
changed her mind.
He ignored the orders, pulling away and standing up instead.
“Nope, you don’t get me unless you marry me,” he said, forcing his voice to sound
flippant. “Otherwise you’ll have to satisfy yourself. Although if you need someone to
watch you or offer tips, I’m your man.”
Her shocked gasp was the only answer, and he laughed as he left the room. That
hadn’t gone as he expected. He’d planned to tempt her, not challenge her. And he
couldn’t understand why he hadn’t given in and bedded her for the life of him. He’d
never wanted a woman more in his life.
But he’d been telling her the truth about one thing. He wasn’t willing to simply
plow her and be done with it. He wanted more—marriage and a family. And until she
gave it to him, she could damn well spend the night writhing in her own frustrated
juices.
He knew he would.
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Catherine’s Awakening
Chapter Three
Catherine could hardly look at Wade the next morning as she tossed hot flapjacks
onto his plate. The talk at the table was subdued, the ranch hands escaping as soon as
they’d shoveled the bare minimum of food in their mouths. She wished she could go
with them. Tension hung palpable in the air, although John seemed oblivious.
“I’m going to town today,” Wade announced. “Catherine, why don’t you pack a
picnic lunch for us and come with me? I’m sure you’d enjoy the chance to visit with
someone besides sweaty cowboys.”
Catherine sucked her breath in, glaring at him as she spun the offer over in her
head. It would give her a chance to check on the teaching position, and to see some of
her friends. On the other hand, it would mean several hours spent with Wade in the
wagon. What was the blasted man up to?
“I thought you didn’t want me pursuing that job,” she said finally. “Why would
you make it easier for me?”
He smiled at her benignly.
“You aren’t a prisoner here, Catherine,” he said. “I don’t want you taking the job,
but I can’t force you to do anything. And you mentioned you wanted to buy some
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