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Maya woke to the sound of Kendall muttering, “Shit, shit, shit.” Smiling, she opened her eyes and watched drowsily as Kendall jumped on one foot trying to get his foot into the other pant leg. He glanced up at her, and she was blinded by his bright, sexy smile.
“Good morning, er, afternoon.”
“Hi,” she replied as she had a nice, long stretch.
Kendall climbed on the bed and crawled over to her. His hair was wet, and he smelled fresh like soap. He must’ve already taken his shower.
“I slept way longer than I meant to,” he said as he kissed the tip of her nose. “I was planning to enact my plans for seduction this morning after a couple of hours of shut-eye, but we conked out.”
Maya gave him a wide smile, loving the mischievous twinkle in his eyes. “Oh, yeah? Whatcha gonna do now, cowboy?”
“Roust your fetching little ass out of bed,” he murmured as he planted his nose in her hair behind her ear, inhaled deeply, and growled. “I love that spot, right there.” He kissed her there then yanked the covers completely off of her. She gasped and felt a convulsion in her pussy at the sudden, forceful action.
Oh, baby! Rip my clothes off next!
“I have work to do. How would you like to come with me?”
Her pussy tremored again, and she giggled at her body’s slutty response. His words dangling there were more than she could resist, and he chuckled knowingly as the sideways grin spread across her lips.
“Would I like to ‘come’ with you? Oh, yes. Very much,” she murmured in her best sexy voice as she stretched luxuriantly again. She hadn’t slept that well in over a year.
Kendall chuckled. “I swear you could take just about any topic and weave an innuendo through it. I’ve missed you, babydoll.”
He’d always called her babydoll. It had always made her feel special to him. She weaved her arms around his neck and pulled him close. He pressed warm, full lips to hers, and his kiss melted her bones as he lingered there. They were interrupted by the sound of his phone chirping. She released him, and he looked at the screen.
“It’s a text from Grace,” he murmured lying down on the bed beside her. He touched the screen to open the message, holding the phone so she could see, too.
“Who is Grace?” Maya asked, knowing she sounded a whole lot more like, “Who in the hell is Grace?”
Kendall glanced at her and chuckled. “A freaking force of nature. That’s who Grace is.”
Maya looked at the message which read, “Your truck is still parked at the ranch house. Is everything okay?”
Maya watched as Kendall typed, “We’re fine. We have company. Remember me telling you about Maya?”
Maya’s eyebrows crinkled together. Who was this woman? Kendall was obviously enjoying keeping her in the dark, and she wasn’t going to beg.
The phone chirped again a few seconds later. The message read, “Oh, hell yeah! Can I meet her! Pretty please? I can be there in thirty seconds.”
Kendall chuckled and texted back. “Whoa! No running. Jack will kill me if you hurt yourself. We’ll stop on the way out. Fixing to leave in a bit.”
Maya figured whoever it was must be nearby and in poor health if she couldn’t run.
The phone chirped again. “Well hurry the hell up! I’m dying to meet her!”
Kendall turned on his side to twiddle a lock of Maya’s long blonde hair between his fingers. “Grace is my cousin Jack’s wife. She lives here on the ranch with him, Ethan and Adam, her other husbands.” His eyes shone with amusement as her jaws flapped together a couple of times.
“She what? Her what?”
“Jack is my cousin. He and our distant cousins, Ethan Grant and Adam Davis, own this ranch. Grace is their wife. She’s expecting. That’s why I told her not to run.”
Expecting? Whoa. She was a wife to three men. Maya flopped back onto the pillow and thought about that for four seconds before she jumped up from the bed and ran to the bathroom.
She peered back at Kendall and said, “I can be ready in five minutes.” She had to meet this woman.
“Aren’t you hungry?”
“Yeah. You better get cracking, hadn’t you?” She laughed as she ran the hot water.
Kendall chuckled as he poked his head in the bathroom doorway. “You’re a bossy damned thing when you’re on a tear, aren’t you?”
“Uh-huh!” she replied as she lathered her hands with her facial cleanser. “Scrambled eggs. Please. You can extract payment later.”
“I live to serve,” Kendall quipped before exiting.
She laughed as she washed her face. Maya joined him at the kitchen table a few minutes later, face fixed, dressed, and ready to go.