A return to our favorite family in Flatonia, Texas…
If she doesn"t end up killing him, she may just be starting to believe Jet, the Cowboy Sundae who says he really wants to be with her. She is determined to wear her Poker face. Then, the tables turn and she finds she wants to fold.
Things go sideways when the glorious M&M cake turns into to a sloppy tossed salad, as something horrible comes out from Cole"s past. Can Brea overcome it and keep her hot cowboy fiance"
After beating down a set of twins from hell to protect her daughters, she realizes the "date" is getting closer and she"s getting the knocking knees. Will she take a chance this time or will she take flight again"
When she discovers that Wade likes food fights and loofahs, he has something beefy to tell her. Can she really handle this man from down under who turns her on and over"
Hang on for a sexy, velvet ride"Books in Series:Triple K Ranch Series by J.L. BeckBooks by Author:J.L. Beck BooksCassandra Bloom Books
In Playin" With Fire".
THE RABBIT HOLE
Triple K Ranch, Flatonia Texas"
Maggie cracked one eye open, everything hurt"Her eyeballs felt like her eyelids were made of sandpaper. Her body felt cold and clammy, except for certain spots at her back and backside of all things. There, it felt warm and then around her waist had a warm spot too. A butt warmer" Some kind of overly large heating pad" In pain, she closed her weary eyes. "Oh, damn"" She groaned in pitiful misery.
Something moved behind her"the warm spots! Both her eyes instantly popped open. She was staring down at an old homespun rug, one she never saw before laying on a wooden floor, she also didn"t recognize. Her befuddled eyes swung up and she saw a front door. She kept blinking to make sure she was actually here in a strange, unfamiliar place.
A male sleep filled moan sounded from behind her. She widened her eyes and held her breath. It"s a living heating pad, who groans! What is this"
Suddenly, the door she stared at before burst open off its hinges. She froze and her befuddled thoughts halted in mid-step too.
Brea came storming in looking like she was ready for war"Cole looked a bit fearful, unlike his usual easygoing self as he stepped in cautiously behind her.
Maggie could only gawk, as the rest of her body seemed unresponsive. She felt like somebody who was witnessing a train wreck and couldn"t look away while she was lying on the tracks.
"What in the hell are you doing with my sister"" Brea shouted.
Maggie winced, "cause the shout hurt her head like a booming drum lived in her skull. Who is she talking to" Then the mysterious warm spot moved abruptly and knocked her off the perch of a couch she"d been laying on. She dropped to the homespun rug like a rock in a throwing contest. "OOPH!" she let out with a stunned shaking to her sore body.
"What"" A deep voice shouted back.
Her eyes rounded as she heard the one voice she did not expect to hear after waking up somewhere. Oh, no! No, no"double crapola, NO! She rolled over with a grunt and peered up at the couch.
Jet, the yummy cowboy she loved to hate sat upright on the very couch she was just glued to, bare chested and looking disoriented.
Then Maggie"s startled gaze swung back over to her sister"s face.
Brea was turning three different shades of red. "Oh, no"YOU DIDN"T!" She lunged forward. "You so did not do this"Your ass is lucky I couldn"t find the shotgun shells!"
Cole, who stood behind her, caught her before she got too far.
Maggie swung her still bewildered gaze back up to Jet.
He bit at his lip, his hair looked tousled with that just rolled out of bed look.
Yeah, only it wasn"t from a bed, but a couch I was on! Maggie felt a heat spread through her pain gripped body. Jet, the Cowboy Sundae was looking too sexy and too good for her own good.
He peered down at Maggie. "I can explain."
Maggie gulped. "Good, "cause I"m thinking I sure as hell need an explanation right about now."
Brea stomped her foot. "You just had to do it!" Her raging eyes remained glued on Jet" face.
"Now, wait just a min"" Jet tried to explain.
"No, dammit! Maggie is just a kid! What were you thinking"" His brother interjected.
Maggie felt like Cole had punched her in the already queasy gut with the kid remark. She stood up and glared at him. "I"m no kid!" she yelled at Jet"s good looking twin.
Brea gasped as she stared hard at Maggie"though not at her face.
"Yeah, I can"um, see that." Cole actually blushed as he turned his head away.
Maggie knew something was really off here, but the list was too long to know what all exactly: the strange place, her mad as a hornet sister and the hot off the couch cowboy-slice of cream pie who sat behind her. She bit at her lip and reluctantly peered down at herself. Her breasts were bare. "Oh, crikey!" Her hands and arms crossed over her chest by natural instinct.
Jet jumped up and placed a sheet against her.
"Wh-why am I""" Maggie couldn"t even finish it as she pulled the sheet up over her boobs.
Jet looked upset and he let out a heavy sigh.
"You are in big trouble this time, brother," Cole stated the obvious.
Jet remained mute.
"Well, don"t you have anything to say"" Brea asked.
He shook his head. "Why bother"" He let out a heavy sigh.
Brea went beet red in the face again. "Why bother!" she yelled. "Well, you like breathing don"t you""
He narrowed his eyes at her.
" "Cause when Daisy gets here" She"s gonna have you dig your own grave and push you in!" Brea shouted.
This thought hadn"t occurred to Maggie up until this point. Her sore head shot up. "Oh, crap!"