Read Cowboy Outcasts for Free Online Page B

reach with an outstretched arm.
“Callum!”
    “What’s this?
Your little teddy? You best bring him along to keep you company at night.”
    She climbed over
him until he dropped to his back, determined to retrieve her stuffed toy. “Stop
it,” she said, waving her arm around. He held her around the waist so she
couldn’t get higher. Their bodies were pressed together. It felt good having
her soft curved flush to his hard muscle. She hadn’t yet noticed the intimacy
of their position—but she would. Was this where he wanted things to lead? Could
he handle having a woman in his life full-time? It would only be a matter of
time before she tired of his constant noises and physical tics—a perpetual
irritation. He could scarcely stand himself some days. Since there was nothing
he could do to control his body’s random actions, he thought it best to avoid
disappointment and stay single.
    She stopped
struggling, her full weight settling over his body.   Her chest rose and fell in deep waves.
“You’re terrible,” she whispered, resting the side of her face to his chest. He
was surprised she felt comfortable enough to stay in such close contact. Most
people feared him, or at least chose to stay away. This girl accepted him, no
fear whatsoever. If only the approval could last forever.
    “Just teasin’.
You can keep your teddy. And we best get to work before Mrs. Chambers comes in
and gives us both a spanking for being inappropriate under her roof.”
    “True.” She
rolled to her side and looked him in the eyes. Hailey reached out and cupped
his face. “Thank you for being so sweet to me.”
    He frowned. “I
did what any other man would have done,” he assured. Callum didn’t think he’d
done anything extraordinary. Certainly nothing to earn him such attention.
    “No, you’re
special.”
    She slipped off
the bed and pulled out a couple of empty suitcases from the closet, ending the
moment that made time stand still for Callum.
    He sat up. “Everything’s
going? Including these?” He held up the bears.
    “Yes,
everything, Callum.” The sound of his name on her lips was the sweetest thing.
It seemed every hour he spent with Hailey increased her beauty in his eyes. She
was no longer the annoying girl from the university. She’d transformed, and now
he swore he looked at an angel as she hurried to fill the bags with her folded
clothing. Her long blonde hair fell to the side like a silken fan, her feminine
fingers moving ever so daintily to fold and organize.
    Together, they
emptied all the drawers and shelves. When he got to her bottom drawer, the ache
in his balls increased.   All her intimate
wear was organized into the one place—lace and cotton panties and brassieres of
every color. He couldn’t help but imagine her wearing the little bits.   The fact she kept well covered left his
imagination on overdrive. When he held up a whisper thin piece of black lace,
she grabbed it away.
    “Hey!”
    “What? I’m
helping.”
    She used both
arms to scoop out all the drawer’s contents at once, shoving it into a shopping
bag. After half an hour the room was cleared out and loaded into Callum’s
truck. They were ready to head off to the market. He needed to get more food
than usual to accommodate Hailey and her special diet. Steak and chicken were
the main staples after potatoes and corn, but she wouldn’t touch them.
    They drove to
the market, the sun now high in the sky. He left his shirt in the truck, only
wearing his black tank top. Even so, he still felt like he was walking in a
sauna. “It’s a scorcher,” he said.
    “And you don’t
have air-conditioning at your place, do you?”
    “Just the river
cutting through the west end of the property, and perhaps some shade from the
weeping willows out back.”
    “I guess that’ll
have to do.”
    Walking side by
side, they checked out all the fresh produce being sold at the market. He felt
an odd possessiveness about Hailey, which he had no right