Page 6 of Cowboy Superstar

He loved watching the surprise, shock, and amazement flicker across her features as he gave her a tour of the lower level of the house. He’d been to her sprawling Spanish-inspired Hollywood Hills home and been suitably impressed at the time, but this ranch house was a showstopper, and Bo knew it.

He would probably never tell her that one of the thoughts in his mind when he’d flown here to look at the place was, I wonder what Win would think.

It was fit for a queen, and that was essentially what she was—Hollywood royalty. And from the news he had seen a few months back, she was now the last of her dynasty.

They stood in front of the three-story-tall stone fireplace as she stared out at a few more acres of glass that overlooked the river and a stunning view of the mountains beyond.

He couldn’t help but ask, “You like it?”

“Like it? I’m in awe. I don’t know what to say.” She turned toward him. “I’d never leave either. I’d probably learn to hike, go horseback riding, maybe try my hand at fly fishing. This is one of the most gorgeous places I’ve ever seen.”

Energy surged from his chest and through his whole body. Trying to maintain his nonchalant posture, Bo smiled. “We can accommodate all those activities here at Granite Point. In fact, you’ll definitely be riding a horse, as I read that in the script.”

“And riding you, as I read in the script.”

There she is, the Win I remember who doesn’t mince words.

“Don’t worry; I’ll have my cock sock on. Actually, I was surprised you’d signed on to this one. You never do full nude. I heard that was an unbreakable rule of yours.”

Windsor turned to face the river again, and he watched her profile.

“Everything changes, doesn’t it? It was either evolve or let someone else ride you. And truthfully, that sounded worse than breaking an unbreakable rule.” Her blue gaze shifted sideways to his.

“Win …” He stepped toward her. “What exactly does that mean?”

She turned, and her pouty red mouth was partially open. “I know you wanted me before.”

“Good read.”

She paused, and he hoped she would continue. “Well, let’s just say, I had another unbreakable rule that I’ve been reconsidering recently.”

“What rule is that?” He had a damn good idea that it was her I’ll never date another Hollywood type ever again rule.

“I’m pretty sure you know.”

He took another step closer. “They said you didn’t take the part until I signed on.”

“That’s right.”

“You got a thing for me, Win?”

“Don’t you have a thing for me?”

“For years.”

“Likewise.”

He couldn’t help but smile. “Glad we got that out in the open.”

“Exactly. We’re both mature adults. Professionals. Why not … indulge?”

That was when Bo knew that what he wanted and what she intended were not the same.

“What kind of indulgence?” He came another step closer.

Her gaze flicked away from his for a beat before returning. “The mutual kind.”

“The riding kind, you mean?”