I can’t help but laugh at her words. “No darlin’, I don’t think he’ll be getting into anyone’s bed. And I meant that I know how he feels what with the way I chased you into town today. I suspect I’d follow you to the end of the earth if it meant getting close to you.”
Her arms uncross, and I take her hand in mine, bringing it up to my lips. I kiss the back of her hand. Everything about her is soft. She’s really not made for a farm life. I’m going to have to keep an eye on her.
That blush hits her cheeks again, making my cock ache even more. It’s going to be a long three days before I can make her mine.
Chapter 7 Clare
I can’t stop looking over at Cash while he drives us back to the farm. Every time I try to sneak a peek, I swear he fights a smile. One of the dimples under his short stubble gives him away.
This man is so confusing. Or rather, what I’ve gotten to know about him in the past twenty-four hours is confusing. He can go from barking orders to acting sweet as peach pie. I want to smack him for being a brute, then melt into one of those kisses he keeps laying on me. It’s messing with my head. I’m not sure I even like him. Lie. I shake my head at myself. Or maybe it’s not a lie. I more than like this man.
Maybe this whole mail-order-bride thing isn’t going to be so bad after all. I was worried about who I’d get roped with. I never thought I’d I have to worry about losing my heart to someone. I’d pushed the thoughts of romance aside, but now they’re starting to bleed back in every time Cash touches me.
I go from crazy mad to a pile of goo that wants to climb his giant body. I’ve never in my life acted like this with a man. He makes my anger wash away, turning to lust. I wonder how far I would have gone if Cash had let me. He’d been the one to pull us back.
“I want you to stay away from Brandon.” Cash easily slips back into his commanding tone, pulling me out of my thoughts.
I snap my eyes up to him. I like Brandon. He’s nice. He and Earl are really the only people I know here.
“I’ll spend time with whoever I choose,” I snark back
“Don’t push it, Clare.” His eyes narrow on mine as if in warning before focusing on the road. I’d come here planning to play nice. Be a doting wife, just try to get by for a while, but for some reason with Cash I can’t stop myself from pushing back.
Then a thought hits me, one that warms me deep in my stomach, reminding me of things he threw at me when he came up on Brandon and me in town. Mine, he’d said. I’d gotten the warm feeling then, too. “Are you jealous?” I raise my eyebrows almost in disbelief.
“Hell yes, I’m jealous, so if I were you, I’d stay real clear of him.” I watch his fingers tighten on the steering wheel, his knuckles starting to go white.
“You’re ridiculous, Cash.” I lift my hand, showing him my ring. The very ring he’d put on me hours ago. The thing is unmissable. “It’s clear as day I’m taken. Besides, I’d never do that to you.” I know we don’t know each other well, but it still doesn’t sit right that he doesn’t trust me. Heck, I’m a freaking virgin. It’s not like I go hopping from bed to bed, but he doesn’t know that. Neither one of us has talked much about our past.
“Not worried about you,” he clips, keeping his death grip on the wheel, the house coming into view in the distance.
“Oh, so you don’t trust your own men?” I question. He doesn’t seem like he’d keep men on his land he didn’t trust.
“I don’t even trust myself around you.” He looks at me again, his eyes running over my body. I can almost feel them like a touch on my skin as his gaze roams down my legs.
“You seemed in control in the parking lot,” I remind him.
“Only because thinking about anyone seeing you getting all turned on, working that sweet little body over your husband's cock, watching your legs open so easily just for me like they were made to do, rode me harder than the need to strip you bare and fuck you right there in my truck.”
My mouth falls open at his crude words, and my body comes back to life like it had in that parking lot.
“No one sees that shit. As far as they’re concerned, you spend your days cooking and sewing, and we’re so old fashioned we sleep in double beds.”
“With that mouth, double beds will become a reality real soon.”
“You could try, but I saw how quickly your body gave into me. I had to pull you off me.” He says it like it’s a sweet reminder.
“Oh, you…” I stutter, unable to think of what I should say. I opt to just smack his arm, which only makes him smile widely, pissing me off. I want him mad, too. Or am I turned on? Grr. I don’t know up from down with this man.
“Anyways, like I was saying, I’ll hang out with whoever I like.” I turn to look out the window, happy we’re almost out of this truck together. It’s like all we can do is kiss or fight.
“Alright then.”
I snap my head around to look at him suspiciously. That was way too easy of a give.
“Alright?”
“Yeah, good luck traveling to wherever his new place of employment might be.”
“You wouldn’t!”
The truck comes to a stop in front of the house. “Oh, when it comes to you, I don’t think there isn’t a lot I wouldn’t do. Like I told you, you’re mine.”
“Brute,” I throw at him for the millionth time today.