Springer, Jan - Be My Dream Tonight [The Desperadoes 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Online Free PDF Page A

scarf. He looked scary. Despite his features being hidden though, she almost fell off the horse again as unexplained relief swept over her in one violent wave.
    Suddenly she recognized him, and his name flew right into her memory. Maddox Burns. One of the three men who haunted her flashbacks. Eve swallowed against the wave of fever heat that unexpectedly rushed through her body. For a split second, she regretted coming here. What if they decided they didn’t want to help her? What if they told her to go away and never come back?
    She flinched as he reached out and grabbed the reins of the skittish horse.
    “Easy, girl. You’ll be okay,” he said softly, and Eve wondered if maybe he was talking to her instead of the horse.
    Snowball quieted immediately, and Eve couldn’t help but smile as she stared down at the man. Her relief began to grow again. Yes, she’d come to the right place.
    “You still have the magic touch, Mad,” she commented, and then blinked in surprise at not knowing where that comment had come from. A flash of memory slashed through her, and she envisioned him speaking in low murmurs to frightened horses, who were immediately soothed. She remembered telling him on more than one occasion that he had the magic touch while his hands made love to her body.
    Oh my goodness . Suddenly she was feeling way too hot.
    Her cheeks heated.
    He’d visibly tensed and frowned at her remark, and she immediately regretted saying it.
    “The women seem to think so,” he said slowly as he watched her with intense curiosity.
    It was Eve’s turn to stiffen. His remark about other women sent a spear of something she could only recognize as jealousy through her. She didn’t have any claims on this man or the other two, for that matter. They would all have gone on with their lives since she’d lost her memory of them. They wouldn’t have waited around for her. Not after the way she’d refused to see them again and allowed C.J. to back it up by pointing a rifle at them.
    Despite her pushing them away all that time ago, it now hurt somewhere deep inside of her knowing they were with other women and that they’d gone on without her.
    “What brings you here, Eve? The last time we saw you, you said you never wanted to see us again.” If there was happiness or surprise for seeing her after all this time, it didn’t show in his voice, which sounded as cold as the icy Rocky Mountain winds.
    “I need your help. I want to remember everything about our relationship.”

    * * * *

    “What we need is a warm woman so we won’t have to keep doing this.” Riley Raine chuckled as Kayne Durango ’s axe blade split the log he’d been chopping cleanly in half.
    Kayne said nothing as he watched his friend pick up the two pieces and hurl them onto the nearby crackling fire. Hell, what could he say? He’d run out of excuses for them not to go into town and pick up a pleasure girl or pleasure girls to bring back to their hideout. To go and get a woman who was willing to have sex with them for the money.
    He grimaced. That kind of woman wasn’t for him. He just wanted the one that had literally forgotten them. The one who wanted nothing to do with them. He wanted Eve.
    Riley set another log onto the chopping block, and Kayne lifted the axe, a sudden burst of anger slamming into him at the thought of what had happened to her. He brought the axe down with a mighty force, and the sound of it cracked through the air like a gunshot. The log snapped in half, the pieces flying a few feet off to the sides, one chunk narrowly missing Riley’s shin. Thankfully, he managed to jump out of the way, tossing Kayne a pissed-off scowl at the close call. Then he set another log on the block.
    The guy had balls. Kayne chuckled to himself. If he himself knew someone was wielding an axe and pissed off about an ex-bed partner, he’d be staying totally out of the way.
    Up above them, the sky glowed with an eerie greenness, and all around him he could