Elsa Matthews learned the hard way that men are lying, cheating poison.
Needing to get away fast, she spreads a map, closes her eyes and points—and Texas is where she’ll make a new start.
A year later, she has everything she could want, until a fire breaks out in her bakery, Elsa’s Fluff. Lying on the floor with flames surrounding her, in sweeps a hero, carrying her to safety. Wearing cowboy hat, worn boots and a charming smile—and the bluest eyes she’d ever looked into—this cowboy throws her for a loop and shakes up everything she’s ever believed.
Deckland Brooke’s a nice guy. He’s always done the right thing and heroism is second nature. But when he invites a homeless Elsa into his home, he’ll be responsible for proving to her that not all men are jerks—like her ex who’d destroyed her trust and played her heart.
Cupcakes aren’t the only thing baking on Brooke Creek Ranch. One touch and taste of Elsa’s sweetness and Deckland has an endless hankering for sugar. Question is, will he need to pull his sweet tooth before it rots, or will love be the ultimate remedy?
HE WAS EXHAUSTED and the sooner he fell into bed, the better. He was horny and the torment wasn’t getting any better.
Storming out of the house a few hours ago, he’d rambled an excuse off to Elsa as he passed her in the kitchen on his way to the door. Hell, he couldn’t admit to her that he’d implode with need if he touched her one more time and was expected to back off.
Sometimes a man just needed to clear his head. He’d gone to Starkey’s and had a beer.
A group of women who were celebrating a bridal shower had paid for his drink. Several of them, gorgeous and smelling good, had made it obvious they were available for his taking. They’d brushed their breasts against his shoulders, laid soft hands on his forearm and looked at him with sultry gazes. He’d gotten a glance at more cleavage tonight than he had in the last year. He’d known, without a doubt, he could have propositioned one, two or more of them and they’d have screwed him senseless.
When was the last time he’d been screwed senseless?
He groaned in disappointment.
Truth was, not one woman he saw tonight had interested him. Even the most beautiful of the group didn’t fill him with a desire so dark and deep that he thought he’d starve with hunger if he didn’t have her. He had no overwhelming drive to tear any one of their clothes off, throw them into bed and make love to them until they were a trembling mass of skin and bones.
The only woman who came to mind—the one who had him raging like a savage beast—was the one he couldn’t have. The woman he had no business wanting.
Climbing the stairs, he tore his shirt from his frame. Seams ripped and he didn’t give a shit. He got to the middle of the hallway when he heard a faint sound.
A sliver of light tumbled from the crack of the opened bathroom door.
Another sound drifted to his ears. A moan?
What the hell?
“Elsa? Is that you?”
He headed in the direction of the light that beckoned him. He pushed through the open door, took one step into the bathroom and stopped dead in his tracks. His breath swooshed from his lungs. Elsa was in the tub, her long locks spread over the edge like a golden wave. Her eyes were closed and her cheeks were a fascinating color of red. She appeared to be sleeping but her shoulder jerked.
Her pale pink nipples skimmed right above the line of water. His mouth watered and his dick cocked in observation. Another moan slipped past her trembling lips, a telltale sound that warned him she was focused.
Her back arched as the water splashed around her, her knees widened.
Bloody hell! She was touching herself.
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