She was grateful to Morgan for Kendall’s letter also. It confirmed the intuitive feeling she’d had once Frank had pressed the issue of dating her that he was not for her. Morgan had more or less made his wishes known to them both, and she loved him for it.
“I miss you, baby,” she whispered through trembling lips as she trailed her fingers through the water, startling minnows that swam around the rock. She cuffed up her jeans and sighed happily as she slipped her calves into the cold water. The emotions came in strange combinations like this sometimes. Maya felt flooded with longing and grief for him while at the same time experiencing gratitude that she’d known a great love with him.
She rested her palms on the rock and leaned forward, looking down into the water. The rock she was sitting on was much larger than she’d thought. It was more like the tip of the iceberg, and there appeared to be a shelf beneath it that the fish darted into. This would be a fun place to play in the water.
Maya lifted one damp leg and braced a foot on the edge as she lay back on the flat surface and closed her eyes. Birds sang all around her, and she detected the faint sound of a small animal scurrying through leaves on the bank. She breathed in deep and let out a long sigh. She lifted her head and shoulders and laid her hair out on the rock and swirled her submerged calf through the water. The tension flowed from her body, and Kendall’s brothers came to mind.
She wondered about Boone’s tattoos. She loved ink on a man when it was done well and imagined he’d probably added to his body art collection. He’d had on a light jacket that morning when she’d seen him. She wondered if the opportunity to check might present itself. There was something about him that reminded her of Morgan.
A cool breeze blew through the trees, rustling the leaves, and she lifted the hem on her black tank top and gathered it so it was bunched up under her bust. The breeze felt good on her skin.
She was startled when someone landed behind her on the rock. She looked up at a dark, shadowed figure, backlit by the sun glistening through the oak leaves.
In a deep, sexy voice, Boone said, “I think we ought to christen this spot Mermaid Rock. What do you think, Richard?”
Chapter Seven
“Or on second thought, maybe Angel Cove would be better,” Boone said with a chuckle as he held out his hand to help her sit up. His heart rate increased as Maya gazed up at him with twinkling blue eyes and accepted his assistance.
Maya had looked like an angel with her long, blonde hair fanned out and her pale ivory tummy exposed to the breeze. Boone and Richard had paused before revealing their presence, to take in the vision she’d made laid out like that.
She tugged the hem of the tank top she wore back down, hiding the previously bare expanse of her midriff. He wished the T-shirt was coming off instead, revealing her lovely, full breasts clad in satin and lace. He longed to feel the generous weight of her luscious breasts, to grasp them gently and tease her nipples into excitement.
“Did you enjoy exploring?”
“Yes, very much.” She looked straight into Boone’s eyes then shifted her gaze to his brother with a smile on her lips and no trace of hesitancy in her tone or body language and waved. “Hello, Richard.”
“Hello.”
Richard was way off in how she perceived him. “Let me put my boots back on, and I’ll join you. Have you been searching for me?” she asked as she pulled on her socks and began lacing her boots up.
“We knew right where to look,” Boone replied. “Kendall said we’d find you down here.”
Maya held up her hand to Boone, and he helped her to rise and steadied her at her hips so she wouldn’t lose her balance. Maya was delicate and curvy and had an ass that just wouldn’t quit. Boone couldn’t resist slipping his hands down over it and squeezed firmly, gauging her reaction. She caught her breath and caught her lower lip under her teeth. His cock hardened as her cheeks turned a light pink.
Finally, after a few seconds, she asked, “Cowboy? You gonna throw me or let me jump?”
Boone released her as she turned and jumped, yelping when his palm lightly connected with the fullest part of one ass cheek. Perfect. If she decided to stay, he wondered if she’d allow him to spank her. She looked back at Boone with challenge in her eyes, and he had his answer. Richard held out his hand to her and helped her as she climbed up the creek bank.
“I love it down here. It’s shady and secluded,” she murmured as she looked around once more. Boone leaped from the rock and joined them a few seconds later.
Boone’s mind swirled with all the uses they could make of that seclusion. “Yeah, lots of nice shaded spots for relaxing.”