Rae, Beverly - Saving Mandy [Night Runner Werewolves 3] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Special Edition) Read Online Free PDF Page B

her. “Well, don’t give him another thought, okay? At least not for the rest of the day. Tell me. Where are you staying?”
    Although Mandy guessed Sara was about her age, she acted like an older, wiser person. A person who’d seen more of life like the older sister she’d always wanted.
    “I’d kind of planned on staying with my father.”
    Sara shook her head, her hair shifting with the brisk movement. “Even if he’d acted like a decent man, we couldn’t have you staying with him. The man lives like an animal. No offense.”
    “None taken.” She looked around, wondering for the first time if the town had a motel. “Could you recommend a hotel, Sara? Something very reasonable? I’m, uh, on a strict budget.”
    They strolled down the sidewalk leading back to the main street until coming to a stop beside a pickup truck. Sara motioned to Jimmy who tossed the suitcase into the bed of the truck.
    “I sure can. You can stay at our place.”
    “No, no. I can’t impose.” She couldn’t stay with strangers. Yet hadn’t she been ready to stay with the stranger that was her father?
    Wait. Their place? Were Jimmy and Sara a couple? A twinge of envy hit her.
    “It’s no trouble.” Sara opened the passenger-side door and motioned for her to get in. “We’d love to have you. Besides, where else are you going to stay?”
    “Yeah, Mandy. The bus only comes through here once a day. You’re kind of stuck.” Jimmy grinned then offered his hand to help her step up into the cab.
    She was stuck. Stuck in the middle of west Texas with a father who didn’t want to see her and a man who couldn’t keep his eyes off her. A man she found sexy as hell.
    Maybe staying in the same house isn’t a good idea.
    Going against the warning thought, she let the sensations rush over her. His touch left her wanting more, ready to risk throwing caution to the wind. She scooted across the seat, settled next to Sara, who’d hopped into the driver’s side, then waited as Jimmy climbed in.
    The closeness of him, his arm pressed against hers, flashed heat into her abdomen. A heat spread outward to sear desire into every nerve. She swallowed, unable to remember a time when she’d had such a strong reaction to a man.
    Fearing she might take what her body wanted, she clasped her hands in her lap and looked straight ahead. Jimmy shifted, moving closer to her, putting his hard thigh against hers. Her mouth dried up and she stiffened, and she tried to keep her mind on other matters.
    Think about Decker. Think about the weather. Think about anything else. But whatever you do, don’t look.
    She lost the battle, letting her gaze slide to his crotch. Damn it. Stop it!
    “So are you and Jimmy a couple?” She had to know, had to squelch her interest.
    Sara started the engine then gripped the wheel. “No, we’re not involved. Not like that anyway.”
    Good. Urgh! No. Not good. Come on, Mandy. Knock it off. You didn’t come here to get it on with another man.
    Sara pulled the truck into the street and picked up speed. “We should, however, explain our living situation.”
    Hell. What had she gotten into? Why had she let her hormones do her thinking?She took her hair and twisted it around her finger. “Please don’t tell me you’re part of a cult.”
    Sara punched on the radio, and an old country song filled the air. “Hardly. But the Matheson Ranch is a big ranch which means we need a lot of hands to help with the chores.”
    Mandy let out a sigh. “So it’s a working ranch?”
    Sara pushed on the accelerator, racing the truck down the deserted stretch of highway.
    “A hard-working ranch. Michael Matheson runs the place like a slave driver.”
    Sara cast Jimmy a pointed look. “Jimmy’s never been big on working cattle. He’d rather use his head than his hands.”
    I wish he’d use his hands on me. Sara groaned, unable to stop the wayward ideas from running rampant. “Right. He told me he’s in college.” She started to relax,