Curves and the Rodeo Star (BBW Romance - Coldwater Springs 4) Read Online Free PDF Page B

she
whispered, wondering if she was having one of her nighttime
fantasies.
    “ Good.” He
slanted his mouth over hers, kissing her for long, delicious seconds,
then buried his face in her neck.
    “ You don’t
know what you do to me,” he murmured thickly, stepping back
from her with a visible effort. “Maybe tonight isn’t the
best night to do anything except eat dinner.” He looked down
ruefully at the dust and dirt coating his clothes. “How about
we go to the new steakhouse tomorrow night?”
    “ I’d like
that.” She smiled up at him. If she read him correctly,
tomorrow night would be the night.
    Butterflies danced in her
stomach when Cade took her hand as they walked the short distance to
the house. She only wished she looked and smelled cute and clean
instead of dirty and dusty.
    Turning to him in the
hallway she suggested, “Why don’t we get cleaned up a bit
first before I make dinner? There’s a shower in the guest
bathroom you can use.”
    His eyes crinkled. “Good
idea.”
    Emma pointed him in the
direction of the bathroom, and headed to the main bathroom. A quick,
warm bath was exactly what she needed right now. Shutting the door,
she checked that her terry-cloth robe hung on the back of the door.
She would have to walk down the hall a short way to pull on some
clean clothes after her bath, and if she ran into Cade…
    She shivered, imagining
meeting Cade in the hallway with only a towel wrapped around her
body. “Tomorrow night,” she whispered to herself
longingly, then turned on the taps.
    While Emma waited for the
bath to fill, she checked her hair in the mirror. Brushing it out,
she snagged a clip from the drawer and piled the shoulder-length
locks on top of her head. It would take too long to wash her hair,
and besides, she had promised Cade dinner. Mentally running through
the proceeds of her refrigerator and pantry, she remembered she had a
pack of fresh gourmet beef ravioli and some spaghetti sauce.
Perfect.
    She stepped into the
bath, sinking below the rose scented bubbles she’d added a few
minutes ago. Mmm. Bliss. Emma closed her eyes, relishing the warm
water and bubbles against her skin. After a couple of minutes, she
picked up the washcloth from the side of the bath. Mustn’t
take too long. Cade would probably be finished his shower soon.
    Emma had just finished
with the washcloth and trying to persuade herself it was time to get
out of the tub when a brief knock sounded on the door. A
split-second later, a squeak alerted her to the door opening. Her
eyes flew to the bathroom door. “I’m still in the tub,
Cade,” she called, heat rising in her cheeks, matching the
temperature of the water.
    The door continued to
swing open. Cade stepped into the room, clean, damp and magnificent
in a white towel wrapped around his waist. Emma stared at his
tanned, powerfully muscled bare chest, realizing it was the first
time she had seen him without a shirt.
    “ What are you…”
her voice trailed off when she noticed he eyed her just as hungrily.
    He cleared his throat.
“I was going to ask where the washing machine was. I thought I
could wash and dry my clothes while we had dinner.”
    “ Of course.”
Why hadn’t she thought of that? Because she’d been too
busy thinking about tomorrow night. “The laundry is at the
back, behind the kitchen.” She tried to think if there was
anything Cade could wear to dinner besides a towel, when he moved
towards the bath.
    “ Need any help?”
he asked huskily.
    She licked her suddenly
parched lips. “I was about to get out.”
    His eyes followed the
movement of her tongue. “Not just yet.” He knelt down
beside the tub, his hand reaching out and tracing the bubbles along
her shoulder. Her heartbeat accelerated. She stared into his eyes,
mesmerized, waiting for his next move.
    “ You are so sexy.”
He cupped the nape of her neck and drew her closer. His lips
brushed hers, teasing each corner of her mouth. “And so
sweet.” He sipped