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her face so he could see it. “But think about this. We’ve been like two magnets pulling toward each other since those few seconds in Oklahoma. This was meant to be, Trish. This was good between us, and I’m not nearly finished with you. Not tonight, not while you’re here.”
    “And what happens when I leave?” There was a tone in her voice he couldn’t quite identify. Challenging? Questioning?
    “Nothing says you have to go.” The moment the words left his mouth, he knew he’d said the wrong thing.
    “This is my life, Jake.” She wasn’t smiling when she looked at him. “I’ve worked damn hard to get here. I’m not ready to give it up yet.”
    “Hey, hey, hey!” He lifted his hands. “Not trying to do anything like that here. Just making a suggestion. Throwing it out there.”
    “Well, you can just reel it back in.”
    He sighed and tugged her against his body.
    “Okay. Forget I said anything at all. Let’s just enjoy what we’ve got while you’re here, okay?”
    “Okay.” She relaxed against him.
    But could he make this work for two weeks without testing her willingness to submit? Already, he was feeling a bit restless in that area, but he certainly wasn’t about to walk away from these two weeks with Trish.
    “Let’s not get ahead of ourselves here, okay?” She looked up at him. “We’ve just gotten started. We have two weeks to enjoy each other. Let’s make the most of it.”
    But Jake had a feeling the end of two weeks was going to come too quickly for him, and he wasn’t sure what to do about it. Or these emotions Trish Barton stirred up in him.

Chapter Three
    Jake slept later than he’d expected to, worn out by the most strenuous vanilla sex he could ever remember having. Then he couldn’t resist one last little quickie that put a big smile on his face.
    “Go back to sleep,” he told her, giving her a last kiss. “I’ll call you later.”
    “’Kay,” she mumbled, already snuggled back under the covers.”
    When he pulled his truck into the parking area of the rodeo facilities, Reece was already working in the barn. He turned off the ignition and sat there for five minutes, wrapped in the feeling that still clung to him after the night in Trish Barton’s bed. Not just sexual satisfaction, although there certainly had been that. He knew the difference. Trish had given his heart a kick with the force of one of the ranch’s prize bulls.
    Damn! How had one small woman inched her way into his heart in such a short time? He was sure she hadn’t been looking for anything heavy. She was only here for two weeks and didn’t seem as if she were interested in more than that. Not that they’d talked about it. In fact, not that they’d done much talking at all. But she had her life on the circuit and his was here.
    Just enjoy it, idiot. Quit trying to make it so complicated.
    Leaving her this morning had been difficult, but he had a lot to think about before he called her again. Already, he knew he’d want much more from her, so what did he do about that?
    Trying to shut down his mind, he climbed out of the truck and headed for the barn. One of the hands was in the corral working the new cutting horse they’d just purchased. Beyond that stretched endless acres of pasture, and even in the distance, he could hear the sounds of the cattle and the shouts of the hands working them. He had his own chores to do. The brightness of the sun this early in the day promised another scorcher. They’d all be sweating by the time lunch rolled around.
    Reece was repairing a halter when Jake walked in. He looked pointedly at his watch. “Keeping banker’s hours these days, Jake?”
    Jake felt the heat in his cheeks. Damn. Grown men didn’t blush, did they?
    “Sorry about that, boss. Got a little late start this morning.” He lifted his hat, raked his fingers through his hair, and set the Stetson back on his head. “Won’t happen again.”
    “Oh, I have a feeling it might. And that’s not a