The Cowboy's Baby on #TantalizingTuesday
Tantalizing Tuesday is a meme for authors where we find 1 photo and write 200 words for 1 story. We do it every week but this week is special. Over the next few days, you can hop from author to author, comment and be entered to win a book at each site you comment on. That's a lot of FREE BOOKS just for doing what you love... reading romance. Start here and then follow the links at the bottom of my post to the other participating authors.
Want to Start from the Very Beginning?
Here they are, along with the photo inspirations... all from Megan's Point of View...
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Camden looked down at Isabella
snuggled into the crook in his arm. He’d been focused on the baby since he
pulled up to her family’s ranch. He hadn’t looked at her yet. Megan knew he
might never look at her again, at least not the way he once did.
I wrote four scenes about this couple for Tantalizing
Tuesday back in September 2012. I loved them so much that I decided their story
deserved more. The newest installment is directly below. All previous
installments are also posted if you want to go back to the beginning of Megan
and Camden’s story. You don’t have to though – this scene can be stand-alone.
Camden Takes His
Enough of the taking it slow shit they’d been doing. Camden grabbed Megan's arm and swung her against his chest. Damn if her nipples didn't poke out of her tiny white tank she wore, already primed and ready for him. Kissing her, he backed her up into the nearest tree so Megan was caught between him and the tree. She was going nowhere until he took his damn fill of her.
The gasp she let out when her back hit the rough canvas of the tree's bark was second only to the moan that escaped from between their lips when he pressed his stiff cock -still confined in denim- against her core. Megan wrapped her long, silky legs around him, letting her skirt push up, and pulled him in closer. Her arm hooked around his neck. Oh yea, she wanted this as much as he did.
Camden couldn’t take it anymore. Panting, he pushed her panties to the side and unbuttoned his pants, praising God he’d gone commando. When he tightened his grip on her hips, she tilted her body just right and he took her. Finally, fucking finally he took a deep breath, and took back what was his.
Want to Start from the Very Beginning?
Here they are, along with the photo inspirations... all from Megan's Point of View...
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Camden looked down at Isabella
snuggled into the crook in his arm. He’d been focused on the baby since he
pulled up to her family’s ranch. He hadn’t looked at her yet. Megan knew he
might never look at her again, at least not the way he once did.
“You would’ve left the tour, given it all up.”
“Damn right I would’ve.” His voice grew louder and Isabella
moved in his arms. “Ssh, ssh,” he soothed her. Megan wished she could be
soothed as easily. She ached seeing this strong man cuddle her baby, their
baby.
Hugging herself and wishing she was at least showered for
this conversation, she straightened her back and drew on her resolve. “I
couldn’t let you. Winning this season’s championship would’ve meant moving to
the pro tour. You’d worked hard for that and I couldn’t be the one to take it
away.”
“So instead you took this away from me,” Camden shook his
head, looking down at their baby girl.
“I planned to tell you at the end of the season. She came
early. It was a surprise,” Megan was determined to make him understand she’d
never meant to hurt him.
“It damn sure was.”
Megan saw Camden standing at the fence as soon as she pulled
her beat up Ford onto his family ranch. Good God, that man was built fine. With
his shirt open, Megan saw his muscular chest and ripped stomach. She remembered
a time when she could run her fingers down his exposed flesh. Now she’d lost
that right.
Megan drove out every day since he’d returned last week so
Camden could see Isabella. He wouldn’t give Megan a second glance but he was
all eyes for their little girl.
“Megan, won’t you come in today?” his mother asked, her eyes
tender. It was too much for Megan.
She averted her gaze toward the stable and hid her sadness
behind a fake smile, “No, thank you. I was thinking about taking Dusty for a
ride.”
Megan saw Camden saunter over to where she stood with
Isabella in her arms. She held her breath. He’d never come over to her; usually
his mother took Isabella from her. Maybe he was ready to talk. Did she dare
hope?
Camden stood not more than a foot from her. He tipped his
hat back, nodded at her, scooped Isabella up and walked back towards the porch.
Without a word.
Camden walked up to where Megan sat by the stream, leading
Pistol by the reins. Megan watched in silence, unsure of Camden’s intentions
and of her own emotions.
“Can we talk?” He asked as he left Pistol tied up near
Dusty.
Megan was surprised Camden had followed her out to the
meadow. He was hurting because of her and she was struggling with her decision
to keep her pregnancy a secret. Her certainty was slowly dissolving as she
considered what Camden had lost by not knowing. She’d just wanted him to
realize his dream in the circuit but that wasn’t reason enough for him. Megan
was beginning to see that now.
Wetting her lips, Megan’s words came out rough, “I didn’t
think we were talking.” She twisted her hands together and kept her eyes down.
“I reckon I’ve been stubborn long enough.” Camden sat beside
her in the grass. He reached over and engulfed her tiny hands in his much
larger one.
“My mama has Belle,” he offered.
“Belle?” Megan risked a quick glance at Camden, a smile on
her face at the use of a nickname for their daughter.
Camden shrugged, grinning, “Fitting since her daddy is the
beast.”
"Camden, are you in here?" Megan called out as she
rounded the corner into the barn. When a hand reached out and grabbed her, she
screeched. Her heart beat a tattoo in her chest.
"Hey there, darlin," Camden's deep whiskey voice
sent a shiver down her spine. Her legs gave out as he looped his arm around her
back and gently dipped her backwards.
Megan allowed herself to melt into Camden. Damn, she’d
forgotten how hard his chest felt against her breasts. His scent surrounded her
and made the idea of stepping back only a passing thought before she sunk into
the sheer bliss that was Camden.
"I wanted to spend some time with you today. I know
this whole taking it slow thing you got going on means stolen moments in the
barn might be all I get for a while." Camden's eyes sparkled with mischief
as he grinned down at Megan.
“I’m not so sure it’s enough for me either anymore.” Nearly
two weeks had passed since they’d made amends. Maybe it was time for the next
step. She bit her lip. “How about we take ourselves up to the hay loft while
your mama has Belle?”
Keep Hopping!
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