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“Angel?”

I jumped, startling as Emmet’s big hand squeezed where he was gripping my thigh.

“I called you three times, Jezebel.Are you okay?”he asked, concern filling his gaze.

“Sorry.Um, lost in thought?”I replied, but it came out like a question.

“I got you, Angel.Sit right there and wait for me,” he said, coming around the side of the car to open my door.

Holy hotness.

I never thought of myself as the obedient kind, but there was something about the innate power in his commands, and the heat beneath his words, that had me wanting to do anything he said.

Unexpected?

Definitely.

I had zero luck when it came to sex or relationships, but something about Emmet Quinn made me wish the opposite was true.

Sure, he looked at me like I was a bowl full of chocolate pudding and he wanted to lick it clean.But after he saw the real me, the one I tried to keep so carefully hidden, I could almost guarantee that look would be replaced by something else.

Pity.Or worse.Disgust.

But was that going to stop me from craving him or spending these stolen moments with him?

Probably not.

I was just that desperate for a bit of human interaction.And no, not just anyone would do.I wanted to get to know him.This sexy cowboy, who I learned in a text message from Penelope earlier this morning, came from Texas to take a job working on her fiancé’s ranch.

So, what did I have here?

A single.Able-bodied.Hot as Hades.Honest to goodness cowboy.And he seemed interested in me.

Oh yeah, I was so screwed—or I would be soon, with any luck.

Chapter Seven-Emmet

Acouple of days later.

“So, you met a girl you think your Wolf likes.You beat up her ex.Then you took her to feed goats?Like, for real?”Kian asked, scratching his stupid head.

“What kind of date is that?Feeding goats?”Dante replied with a question of his own.

“That wasn’t the date.That was before our date.I mean, we were supposed to go out to eat,” I mumbled, feeling all out of sorts.

“Shit.No wonder she said no to you after that.Never met a woman who let me touch her boobies after taking her to feed goats,” Kian muttered.

“She let you touch her boobies?”Dante asked, eyebrows sky high.

“No!Fuck.I didn’t try that!”I shouted.

“Why not?”Dante asked.

“Is something wrong with her boobies?”Kian seconded.

Demon snarled.I closed my eyes and forced the beast down, praying to the gods for patience.

“Oh my fuck.Look, just shut the fuck up about her boobies, alright?!”I snapped, trying to rein in my angry animal.