Seduction, Westmoreland Style - Brenda Jackson [29]
“Next Friday night, here at our ranch at eight. Can I depend on you to help?”
He sighed. There wasn’t too much Morning Star Quinn couldn’t get out of him and she knew it very well. “Yes, I won’t over work her that day and I’ll make sure she gets there.”
“Thanks, McKinnon. I appreciate it. By the way, it’s not a surprise or anything like that. I just finished telling Casey about it and she’s fine with it.”
“That’s good,” he said with grim resolve before hanging up the phone.
Another night and Casey couldn’t sleep. Nor could she get McKinnon off her mind. He had invaded her dreams and she didn’t like it.
Actually, that wasn’t true.
She had liked it. So much to the point where she had awoke filled with desire so intense she felt it deep in her belly. She’d heard of belly aches before but nothing like this one.
She slipped into her robe and, as was the norm whenever she found she couldn’t sleep, decided she’d take a stroll around the courtyard and enjoy the beauty of the night.
A few moments later she went out the front door and onto the brick paved walkway. A flood light off the front of the ranch house glowed, but just enough to illuminate some of the new flowers Henrietta had boasted of planting this week.
“Couldn’t sleep again tonight?”
Casey placed her hand over her chest. Just like the last time, she hadn’t heard McKinnon’s approach. She slowly turned, thinking what she really needed was to find a reason to go back inside the guesthouse. It didn’t take much to remember what had happened the last time they’d been out in the courtyard together.
However, instead of taking off, she answered, “No. I have a lot on my mind.”
The eyes staring at her were dark, intense…sexy. “You’re thinking about the party?”
She raised a brow. “The party?”
“Yes. Mom called and told me about it.”
“Oh.” It was on the tip of her tongue to tell him that the party his mother and Abby had planned for her was the last thing on her mind. She’d been thinking about a party all right, a party of two. There were no party hats—just a big bed, silken sheets, and plenty of heat between two naked bodies. “No, I wasn’t thinking about the party,” she said. And that was all she intended to tell him.
He came closer into the moonlight, into her line of vision. His hair was flowing around his shoulders and she wanted to hook her finger around a few strands and pull his mouth down to hers, to take possession of his tongue the same way he had taken hers that night. She wanted to—
“The stars are really out tonight.”
McKinnon’s comment brought her back to the present which was just as well, since her thoughts were going places they had no business venturing. Following his gaze, she tilted her head back and glanced up into the sky. “Yes, they are, but in my book if you’ve seen them once, you’ve seen them all.”
“Hey, you better not let Ian hear you say that. He’s the astronomer in the Westmoreland family.”
Casey smiled. “Oops, I forgot. And speaking of Ian, I guess everyone is getting prepared for his wedding next month. I hear it’s supposed to be one grand affair at the Rolling Cascade Casino.”
McKinnon nodded. “Yeah, and I bet Lake Tahoe won’t be the same when Brooke becomes a permanent part of his security team.” A few moments later he added, “And speaking of Lake Tahoe, you looked good that night at Delaney’s birthday party.”
A tiny tremor passed through her. She doubted he gave many compliments. “Thank you. You looked rather dashing yourself.” And he had. They hadn’t said more than a few words to each other that night, but she had noticed him and it seemed from his compliment that he had noticed her as well.
“I talked to Norris when we got back from town. He said that our fathers dropped by to check on Spitfire while we were gone.”
“Spitfire?”
“Yes, she’s the mare that Thunder impregnated. Corey’s the one who gave her to me a couple of years ago. We agreed then