Something Sinful This Way Comes [McQueen Was My Valley 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Online Free PDF

eyes glittered, although the sad undertones stayed. “Doesn’t everyone? Everyone from Texas, of course. Oh, you don’t need to make me a drink. I’m sure everyone thinks I’ve had enough.” He held out a warning hand, but she’d already gone to the sideboard.
    “That’s all right. I want one.” Xandra poured two glasses of the California cabernet she’d come to love so much in Charleston. “I’ll drive you to the stables tomorrow, after I show you your new cabin.”
    Nathan sat on a couch and casually wove his fingers together at the back of his neck. He’d stripped off the windbreaker that was supposed to hide his shoulder holster, and Xandra did a classic double take, nearly giving herself whiplash as she cranked her head to view his exquisitely sculpted torso. He didn’t seem to be displaying himself arrogantly even though he’d squeezed his wide shoulders into a miniscule black T-shirt. He just gazed distantly at Xandra’s far wall, blank aside from a tolerable sandstone panting she’d hung there. She needed to make this suite her own if she was going to spend the rest of her life here. “Cass can show me both the stables and the cabin.”
    A stab of self-loathing followed the jealousy that seeped into Xandra’s stomach. She tried to look casual as she took the two wine glasses to the couch, but she was seething. Churning with spite that Cass might nab this stud and not her. What am I thinking? Who cares if Cass nails him? I don’t want a man anyway, not even a trivial hookup. And then we don’t even know if he’s single . She handed Nathan his glass and asked lightly, “Your wife doesn’t mind if you lose yourself for weeks at a time waist-deep in a river? She’s not interested in fishing either?”
    He shook his head. “No wife. No children either.”
    Xandra was embarrassed that he’d predicted her next question. So already today he’d seen her leopard skin handcuffs and vibrator and now was reading her mind. He was many steps ahead of the game—as a proper policeman should be, she supposed. “I think you’ll make a fine living fly fishing around here.”
    “Do you get many BASE jumpers around here?”
    “I think so. We’ve had a few stay here off and on. My land fronts onto Bureau of Land Management land and that’s where they do it. There are some spires that are a thousand feet tall and it’s fairly unobstructed to the bottom of the valley. Wait. You don’t—” Suddenly her heart stopped, to think this stunning example of masculinity would launch himself off a giant spire. He did seem to have a self-destructive streak.
    He cut her short. “Yes. It’s a high that keeps me satisfied for a week or so, until I have to do it again. The brain floods with endorphins. Don’t worry. I haven’t found a jump buddy yet. And won’t, if I keep punching all these damned fishermen.”
    “Don’t like one in six BASE jumpers, ah, die while BASE jumping?”
    A grin lifted one corner of his mouth. “One in sixty. Now, about this skeezeball in Charleston.”
    Xandra’s hand froze, her wine glass touching her lips. “Skeezeball,” she repeated.
    Nathan leaned forward, setting his glass on the coffee table. “Yes. Cass told me about your ex in Charleston. Is it possible he had anything to do with this break-in?”
    “What did Cass tell you about him?”
    “Is that important? Just that he sounded sort of…questionable.”
    “Javier is a douche,” Xandra affirmed. “But I don’t see why he’d send anyone to break into my room. If I accidentally took something of his, he’d just ask me for it.”
    “Is it possible that you possess something he doesn’t want to admit he wants?”
    “You mean like a…”
    “Memorabilia. Your wedding ring, perhaps?”
    “We weren’t married. And I doubt he’d want any of my junk jewelry.”
    “Photographs?”
    “Javier is hardly the sentimental sort. He didn’t argue too much when I finally left because he had…several other women already