“Did someone call you a dumb rancher?” she asked.
“It goes with my wild, rebellious ways.”
“So the women you’ve fucked call you dumb.”
“Pretty much.” He opened the door to his truck, and he pretty much pushed her inside, locking the door so she couldn’t get out.
Raven didn’t like the sudden hit of jealousy at thinking about him with other women. She didn’t own him, and yet, it upset her, the thought of those women hurting him.
“You don’t have to worry. Those women meant nothing, and they thought they did.” He climbed behind the wheel, and started up the truck.
“I live above Cathy’s bakery.”
“We’re not going there.”
“Why not?”
“I’m not ending the night there.”
Raven stared out of the window, and she really didn’t know what to do or say. “Drew?”
“Raven.”
“I don’t … I don’t know what you want from me.”
“What I want is to continue tonight, and I don’t mean sex either. You were uncomfortable at the bar, and with Cathy and Brice gone, I figured I could show you my place.”
“Nothing else is going to happen?” she asked.
“Unless you want it to.”
She sat back.
Did she want anything to happen?
Yes.
Drew was like every single little fantasy she had ever thought up. He was possessive, in control, and experienced.
He took hold of her hand, and she watched as his fingers locked with hers, pulling them together. “I didn’t know you saw me,” she said.
“Of course I saw you. You’re not exactly quiet. I just wish I’d had the chance to see you before you left.”
Raven believed if Drew had come after her, she wouldn’t have gone away. In the beginning she only ever intended to travel for a year. After a year, it was something she had to complete, going from each new place, and absorbing all of the culture before coming home.
“There’s not been anyone else?” she asked.
“I’m not going to lie to you, baby. I’ve fucked a lot of women. I’ll even point them out, and tell you about it. I won’t hide what I was.”
“That’s comforting,” she said.
“But that stopped the moment I got out of my truck today, and saw you stood behind that table looking so damn sexy even when you were lost.”
“I didn’t look sexy.”
“You looked sexy, baby, and seeing you back, I already knew this was how it was going to end.”
He pulled up outside of his home, and she … liked it. It was a simple home with a wraparound porch, a large garage, which he pulled up outside. He turned off the ignition, and she unbuckled her seatbelt, climbing out.