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“Just curious.” He kept his eyes on the road.
“Are you displeased with me?”
“Oh, Lord, no. How could you think that?”
“You’re acting…strange.” His eyes didn’t look happy.
“I’m sorry,” he groaned aloud. “I’m a fool.” Bull picked up Isabella’s hand and rubbed his lips over the back. “I used to lay in my bed and pray for someone like you. Loving you is like being caught up in an electrical storm, you light up my whole life.”
“Then…why? What did I do?”
Bull cursed under his breath. “You didn’t do a damn thing wrong. I’m just tired.”
“I guess so. You do your regular work on top of arranging all this extra to attract business for Terra Dura, then I keep you up half the night…
“Hey, don’t go cutting into my alone time with you. That’s what makes life worth living.”
“I wish you would let me help you. There’s a lot of things I can do.” She squeezed his hand. “I can ride as well as any vaquero. I can learn your paperwork. I’m here, you need to put me to good use. I could be handy to have around.”
Bull’s hand dropped to the bulge in his pants, kneading it, lifting it. “I can think of something you do very well.”
“I’m serious, Benedict! I don’t want you to work so hard and me sit in the house like a princess or something.”
“Duchess. Not a princess, you’re a duchess.”
Isabella froze. “Is that what this is about?” She could tell by his face that it was. “Do you think I care a fig about some antiquated title? I don’t use the thing. It means absolutely nothing. I just told your ex about it to put her in her place.”
“Well, you did that very well.” He glanced over at her. With those big brown eyes shining over at him, why should he be unhappy about anything? “When it’s just you and me, I don’t think about anything else. Those people today reminded me of how different we are.”
Isabella slid her hand to his upper thigh, rubbing circles that drew nearer and nearer his cock. “I like the differences between us very much.”
“Oh, baby, so do I.” Bull cut his eyes from the road to look at her exquisite face. “Do you want to do something special tonight?”
“I just want to be with you.” She had something special in her mind, something to prove to Benedict Redford how important he was to her.
Seduction.
“Isabella, baby, I’m back. Where are you?”
He could smell dinner, some delicious concoction that she’d whipped up just for him. He wandered through the kitchen, but it was empty. Whatever comfort food she’d prepared was waiting in the crockpot, keeping warm.
He could use some comfort about now, this had been a helluva afternoon. He couldn’t remember a day more fraught with trouble.
It had all started when Dax had come to him.
“Boss, I need to talk to you.”
“About what?”
“Esteban. Armando tells me that he’s a crook.”
Bull leaned back in his creaky desk chair and folded his arms over his chest. “What kind of a crook, Dax?”
“Well, Armando says that he’s laundering money for some guys in Mexico. He’s says he’s off-loading drug money from a cartel by buying cheap quarter horses for big dollars. Armando says he’s been bribing gate keepers to hold back horses and even injecting his with anabolic steroids. Armando also says he tortures his bulls, that’s what makes them so mean in the ring.”
“Armando says a lot, doesn’t he?”
Dax looked guilty. “Well, yea.”
