Jessica's Cowboy Daddy - Melinda Barron Page 0,2

finding her.

Until today.

She thought back over the last few weeks to see if she could place the private detective who had tracked her down. In a town the size of Bookman Springs most of her customers were regulars. Some were those stopping to head to area lakes, or parks, to enjoy the beautiful countryside. But no one stood out. Had it been a man or a woman? Who knew, and she wondered why she was dwelling on it. It really didn’t matter. Nor did it really matter that Mrs. Dobbs had found her. She didn’t have the woman’s ring. If Grant had lied to her about it that was not Jessica’s fault.

She finished the last of her donuts, drained her coffee cup and looked back out the window. Two cars pulled into the parking lot, and she recognized two of her retired regulars as they got out of their cars and slapped each other on the back in greeting. Jessica would like to have a female friend like that, someone she could trust and meet for coffee every day.

Of course she had a job, so meeting every day would be out of the question. Unless that friend came to Barker’s Bakery. Maybe Aurora could be that person. It would be fun, but who knew if it would happen.

As the men started toward the building, Hawk’s vehicle sped down the street going the opposite direction from the first time she’d seen him. His lights were not on, so he was obviously not racing to an emergency; and he wasn’t trying to pull someone over and give them a ticket. Was he driving by to check up on her? The thought actually made her smile.

“Morning Ms. Barker. The usual, please.”

Jessica smiled at Jimmy Dickson as he came inside, with Frank Hanks right on his tail.

“Gentlemen,” Jessica said as she stood. She picked up her used dishes and put them in the tub near the kitchen door. “I made banana bread today, with chocolate chips. Are you sure you want the usual?”

Both men groaned, and Jessica laughed. She filled two cups with black coffee and delivered them to their table. “You want that bread warmed up, or cold?”

“Warm with lots of butter,” Jimmy said. “Real butter.”

“Do I serve anything else?” she asked with a laugh.

Back behind the counter she cut two huge slabs of bread, smothered them with butter, and placed them in the microwave. She opened the microwave door after the dinger went off, and a delicious smell of bananas and chocolate chips wafted out. It was strong enough that both of her customers murmured their approval.

She’d just delivered their treats when the front door opened and Hawk walked in. Her insides turned to jelly at the sight of him. He wore tight jeans and a tan shirt with his name embroidered above the left pocket. His utility belt, his service pistol hanging to the right, outlined his strong hips. She couldn’t see them, but in the back was a pair of handcuffs, ones she’d worn several times while they were playing. His cowboy hat completed the outfit and made her want to swoon.

“All right, nobody move,” he said. “I hear you’re dealing drugs out of this place.”

“She sure is,” Jimmy said around a mouthful of food. “This banana bread has produced a high unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. Delicious.”

“I knew it!” Hawk said. He put his hands on his hips in his cop stance, his legs slightly spread. “I’m going to have to get a search warrant for this place.”

Jessica fastened her gaze on his crotch, and thought about the cock sitting behind the jeans. She licked her lips and thought about those handcuffs, how he loved to secure her hands behind her back, force her to her knees and stuff his hard dick down her throat. She could use a scene like that right now. Part of her didn’t care who watched. She just needed relief after her run-in with Mrs. Dobbs.

Her nipples hardened and juices gathered in her pussy.

She cleared her throat. “How about a bribe instead of a search warrant? Coffee and bread.”

“Hurry up before I change my mind,” he said.

The retirees laughed. She knew everyone in town was aware she and Hawk were screwing. Well, she knew now. Weeks ago she’d thought they were so clever, but Hawk’s brother Holt had told him otherwise. So they openly flirted, just like they were doing now.

Hawk sat down at the counter. He took off his hat and put it