Page 282 of The Cowbears of Curvy Bear Ranch

“Ican’twait.”

She followed him downstairs and out across the backporch.

“The hot tub’s over there,” Drew said as he pointed at the woods. “You can’t see if from here. Logan thought it would be better if it wasn’t inplainview.”

“I hope you use a lot of chlorine,” shejoked.

“You have no idea.” He chuckled. “Of all of my brothers, I never thought Logan would ever slow down long enough to get hitched. He broke a whole county full of hearts when hemarriedKate.”

“They seem so happytogether.”

“They are. All of my brothers really love their mates. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy for them. I guess I wouldn’t be totally against fate dropping a woman intomylap.”

“Do you believe in fate?” sheasked.

“To a certain degree. I don’t expect my future wife to slide down a rainbow from the sky. I know I won’t find someone until I put myself out there, but I just don’t want to go through all the effort. I guessI’mlazy.”

“Maybe you’re just afraid of getting hurt,”shesaid.

“Maybe.” He stopped next to a snowmobile. “So we have two options. We can each ride our own, or you could ride behind me. Either way worksforme.”

“Are they difficult todrive?”

“No. But you might get cold because you won’t have a built-in wind breaker… and you wouldn’t get to wrap your arms around me all day.” The dimple popped up on hischeek.

“Well, when you put it that way…” Shesmiled.

“I am a pretty good salesman.” He laughed as he handed her ahelmet.

“The best. I don’t think any of the men in your family lack charm,”shesaid.

“We have it in spades.” He reached for the chinstrap and adjusted it. “You want to make sure it’s on tight. It’s nearly impossible to tip one of these over, but youneverknow.”

They were standing so close together that she could see the specs of green in his gorgeous bedroom eyes. When he met her gaze, the urge to kiss him reared up. She held her breath. Did he want to kiss her again? Or was last night just a lapse injudgment?

“All done,” hemurmured.

“Thankyou.”

When he turned and swung his leg over the snowmobile, her chest heaved. She sucked in a breath. Good God, how was she going to wrap her thighs around that butt without creaming herpanties?

“Make sure you hold on tight,” he said as she slid inbehindhim.

“I will,”shesaid.

As she wrapped her arms around his waist, his stomach clenched. Her fingers closed over a solid wall of muscle.Let the torturebegin.

The ride through the small town of West Yellowstone lasted less than two minutes. She would have missed it had she blinked. The main street consisted of rows of shops, including a couple of bookstores. She made a mental note to stop into them if she had achance.

At the edge of town, Drew turned left and headed toward a huge, ranger-guarded gate. He stopped next to the guardhouse and flipped open his visor. A rangersteppedout.

“Hey, Anderson,”hesaid.

“Hey. You two heading into the park for the day?” the rangerasked.

“Yep. We’re headed up to Minerva Terraces, as long as the roads aren’tclosed.”

“They’re open. Watch out for buffalo when you hit the first junction. They’ve been standing in the middle of the roadallday.”