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Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Cowboys for Christmas

Julie Kensworth opens her door to more than a blizzard and greets two wayward cowboys. She realizes right away she's headed straight for the eye of the storm.

Cowboys for Christmas (MFM)
Quinn gave Julie his undivided attention. She arched a brow and studied her cards. Undoubtedly, she wanted this win. A win would put her at ten.

As much as he’d like to see Julie victorious, in this particular situation, Quinn was cheering for Brandon. With Brandon, they were guaranteed a good time.

Winner’s choice. Quinn could almost see her rocking back and forth between them.

“Quinn?” Brandon asked, snapping his fingers. “Are you still with us?”

“Yeah, why?”

“I said, ‘what do you think winner’s choice should be’ and you’re over there zoned out. Guess I’m on my own, huh?”

“Like hell,” Quinn said, looking at the table. “Who won?”

Brandon snickered, turned up his cards, and said, “With a straight flush, I’m betting on me.”

Julie cleared her throat. “That is a pretty hand.”

Brandon chuckled. “Yes indeed.”

Julie studied her cards again, delaying the outcome and congratulations due the probable champion. “You cheated, didn’t you?”

Quinn held his breath. Brandon was a poker player through and through. When he won, he won fair and square.

“Turn ’em up,” Brandon said, obviously agitated.

Reluctantly, she flipped her wrist and showed her straight. “I was hoping for winner’s choice.” 

Brandon gathered the cards and stacked them in the middle of the flat surface. Then he backed away from the table, retrieved three tumblers, and poured a round of blueberry shine. “Let me guess, you would’ve asked for a backrub?”

“How’d you know?”

“I know women.”

“I bet you do.”

“He can vouch for me,” Brandon said, pointing to Quinn.

“No doubt,” Quinn supported him, unable to look at Julie. Sensing her disappointing defeat, he finally asked, “How far are you willing to go?”

She gulped.

“That far, huh?” Brandon teased her.

“You’ll never know unless you ask,” Julie said, standing.

Quinn’s pulse took off at a running go. Julie just said the right thing to two horny men.

Brandon tossed back his fruity liquor. Quinn followed his lead, and Julie was right behind them. Brandon cleared his throat, and Quinn prayed Brandon found the voice he’d apparently lost.

A few seconds passed, and no one moved a muscle. When the tension became thick enough to choke them, Brandon bravely broke the silence.

“Well, Julie, I’m asking.” His gaze caught hers, and with a wicked smile, he added, “Honey, in fact, I’m not just making a polite request. I’m groveling like a man in heat. What’d ya say we get naked?”

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