Summer's Temptation (31 page)

A Dark & Stormy Knight

by Suzie Quint

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Young and stupid go together like peanut butter and jelly.

Sol McKnight, rancher and rodeo bull rider, married Georgia Carston, the love of his life, at eighteen. So maybe they were too young and maybe he was stupid to believe it would last forever because six weeks later, she left him. Now she’s back in Hero Creek for the summer. This is his chance to win her back. Little does he know, this may be his
last
chance because Georgia has her eye on the divorced father of their daughter’s best friend. If Sol ever wants to feel whole again, he’s going to have to figure out what went wrong so many years ago and fix it. If he doesn’t he’ll lose her forever.

Excerpt:

S
ol walked over to the jukebox and fed in a couple of dollars. Did she still like Garth Brooks? He punched in several numbers.
The Dance
started as he walked back to bar.

Georgia held on to the bar and leaned back, swaying to the slow strains of the song with her eyes closed.

“Careful, honey.” Sol put a hand against her back in case she lost her grip.

“I love this song.”

“I know.”

“Dance with me?”

He fought to keep the surprise off his face.
How many did she have before I got here?
“Sure.”

He led her to the open space by the jukebox and opened his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned against him. He didn’t even try to lead; all he really wanted to do anyway was hold her.

They didn’t get through the first chorus before he knew this was a bad idea. At this close proximity, he wasn’t going to be able to hide his body’s response to her. But even though she couldn’t possibly miss his erection pressed up against her, she didn’t pull back. She was, in fact, rubbing against it every time they swayed back and forth, making it worse by the minute.

He dropped a hand to cup her ass and pull her closer. She didn’t protest and, for the first time, he thought he really might have a shot at getting her to go home with him.

Don’t be stupid,
he told himself. But she felt so right in his arms, the way no other woman ever had. And he was sick of missing her.

“Sol.”

“Yes, honey?”

“Sol.”

“What, baby?”

“Sol.”

He pulled back to look at her. She looked green around the gills.

“I think I’m going to puke.”

He grabbed her wrist and dragged her toward the ladies’ room, shoving her through the door when they got there.

So much for taking her home.