thought for a moment. She really didn’t want to be alone, that was apparent. He couldn’t leave her. While the reason wasn’t clear, she needed him, and he was a sucker for a woman in need. He wanted to stay. God only knew why, but he wanted to sleep with his arms around her. He wanted to wake up next to her and bring her coffee. Or herb tea.
“I’ll stay,” he said, “and you don’t have to do anything.”
“But I want to.” Her violet gaze seared into his. “I really want to, Cowboy.” She stroked him slowly, seductively. “I’ve never seen a more beautiful cock. As soon as I saw it I couldn’t wait to get it in my mouth.”
Tiny sparks ignited across his skin, and his breath caught in his throat. “Annie, I’m trying to be a gentleman here, but you’re making it damn near impossible.”
“Good.”
She dropped to her knees and he burst into flames.
Chapter Four
T hree hundred days of sunshine a year.
Annie smiled into her pillow as morning light from her bedroom window veiled her shoulders and back. The sunshine was reason enough for her to have fallen in love with Colorado in less than a week.
There was also the handsome man next to her, whose strong arms had held her, who had whispered sweet words in her ear until she had fallen into the deepest sleep she could remember in years. She sighed, content, and stretched her arms above her head to get the blood moving.
She closed her eyes and reached toward the middle of the bed to touch Dallas’s hard body. To her dismay, she patted only rumpled sheets.
He was gone.
Disappointment thudded through her body.
What had she expected? She had all but thrown herself in front of the door to get him to stay with her. Who could blame him for taking the easy way out this morning? He had probably run faster than a jackrabbit away from the sight of her. Who could blame him?
Damn him. Damn Logan Riggs for creeping into her mind when she had been about to make love with the most spectacular man on the planet.
And damn herself for being such a needy, clingy basket case. She should have let him go. Then maybe they could have started a relationship based on something other than sex, other than her codependent neediness. God, she was pathetic.
She rolled over and checked her clock. 7:10. On a Saturday morning. Boy, he sure couldn’t wait to escape, could he?
Cursing herself, Annie rose from the bed and padded into her bathroom. She washed her face and hands and brushed out her unruly curls, arranging them in a high ponytail. She threw her bikinis into the hamper and pulled on a pair of sweat pants and a tank top. Her reflection in the mirror startled her. Her nipples, still dark and swollen from Dallas’s attention, were completely visible through the thin white cotton. Not that it mattered. She wasn’t going anywhere.
She puttered around the kitchen for a while, wondering what to have for breakfast. Cereal? Blah. Taylor ham and eggs? Too much effort. Toast and jelly? The toast would scrape the roof of her mouth. She hated that. Hell, she wasn’t hungry anyway.
“Hey, Doc.” A soft knock echoed, and then her door opened. He was back.
“Good, you’re up,” Dallas said, walking into the kitchen and looking tousled and sexy. Better than anyone had a right to first thing in the morning. He carried a cup holder holding two coffee cups.
“You’re back.”
“Sure I am. Where’d you think I’d go?”
“I…didn’t know. I just figured you left.”
“Without telling you? That wouldn’t be very gentlemanly would it?”
“Er…”
“I needed some coffee, and I knew you didn’t have any.” He set the cup holder on the counter and took a sip from one of the cups. “I brought you something too.” He smiled his lazy smile. “Herb tea. Rena’s special morning blend.”
As he handed the cup to her, his gaze dropped to her chest. “Wow. You do amazing things for a tank top, Doc.”
Her cheeks warmed, and her nipples tightened under his