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lip
crushing kiss meant to melt any resistance she might have. Not that she would
resist at all. This is what she wanted from the moment she locked gazes with
this gorgeous hu nk of manflesh .
    She softened her lips until they molded to the hard line of
his. He growled low in his throat as he wrapped his arms around her back and
pulled her in tighter. When she brushed her tongue against the seam of his
lips, he lost control, bruis ing her lips to deepen
the kiss even further.
    He finally pulled back far enough she could see the
glittering of his blue eyes in the moonlight overhead. “Don’t push me, babe.”
    “Why not, stud? I can handle you.”
    “Right now, you wouldn’t be able to. I’m hor ny enough to break you in half.”
    “I can take it.” The tip of her fingernail skipped over the
buttons as she raked it down his chest. “Let’s stay here and fuck like
bunnies.”
    “You don’t understand.”
    “I want you.”
    “I know.”
    “Then why not?”
    “Peyton, please don’t push this.”
    She sighed and stepped out of his embrace. “Fine. Let’s go the bonfire.”
    The physical relaxing of his shoulders told her he was
relieved she’d backed off. Oh, she understood all right, probably more than he
knew. He didn’t want her. That’ s fine, she guessed,
even though disappointment raced through her. She’d never had a man turn her
down before. Didn’t they all want sex whenever or wherever they could get it? A
man like Jason Young didn’t turn down anyone she’d ever seen when she’d had th e chance to observe him at the bar. He always went home with someone. What was it about her that turned
him off? The piercings? The tats? Well to hell with him
then. She couldn’t do anything about those things if they were a problem for
him. If he didn’t l ike them, then so be it. They were
a part of her, part of her personality. Maybe he didn’t like them on his woman
even though he had tats himself? She shrugged as she grabbed the door to his
truck to open it and haul herself inside. She’d ride this pony as far as it would go, then move on with her life. There were
other fish in the sea and plenty of men to choose from.
    Without another word between them, they drove back to the
main ranch house where she could see the roaring fire licking at the sky with
the bright orange flames. Such a cowboy thing, a bonfire. Well maybe not, she
did like camping out and sitting by a fire cuddling with some guy. Not that
she’d done it in a long time, but it was still nice to sit under the blanket of
an inky sky with stars twi nkling above. Someday,
she’d get the chance to spread out a soft quilt in the back of a pickup, lay
her head on a guy’s chest and stare at the sky for hours. Why had her daydreams
always seemed to revolve around Jason lately, she wasn’t sure, but she neede d to put it behind her. He apparently wasn’t attracted to
her that way.
    Maybe he liked men?
    Nah, that was stupid. His prowess with the women of Bandera
bordered on legendary.
    So why wasn’t he interested in her?
    She shrugged. Oh well. Time to move on.
    As so on as he parked the truck,
she jumped out and slammed the door behind her. No more waiting on or dreaming
of Jason Young. He was part of the past now.
    “Hey Peyton!” Jonathan shouted,
coming to his feet from his spot at the fire. “You got cleaned up easy en ough.”
    “Yeah.”
    Jonathan glanced at her, then back to Jason. “Oh. I see.”
    The dejected look on his face gave her an idea. Jonathan
seemed like a nice enough guy, maybe a little shy and nerdy, but what the hell.
Jason didn’t want her. That stung her pride a little.
Maybe one of the other Young brothers might quell the itch she had before the
night concluded. She moved right to his side and sat down. “Sit with me.”
    “Uh, okay.” He swiped his palms down the leg of his jeans
before he took a seat next to her, gla ncing quickly
at his brother.
    Jason frowned, but didn’t say a word as he took a