stared at his food. “I’m not sure what that was about.”
Gabriela swallowed the bite of hamburger. “She’s letting me know you two have a thing. Obviously, she can’t break up with you because y’all are already broken up, so instead she threatens to withdraw from hooking up. Oh, and the server that seated us called her.”
Jeremy stared at the ceiling. “This is embarrassing.”
“You must be good in bed,” Gabriela replied.
At this he turned into a total man and grinned. “Want to find out?”
“Yes, but no. I live at your parents’ place and it would be very, very awkward.”
“I have an apartment here in town.”
The man was a genius. Why had she not remembered that he has his own place?
The evening was quickly becoming more and more interesting. She could sneak to her cabin and no one would know any better. Her lips curved. Yes indeed, this was getting to be an amazing experience.
To say dessert was heavenly would be an insult to Jeremy. He was not only built like a Roman god, but knew his way around a woman’s body like no other lover she’d ever had. By the time he collapsed on top of her, Gabriela had lost her mind. Her soul had left her body and returned at least five, times starting at the sight of Jeremy fully nude and the rock hard situation between his legs.
“You okay?” he asked nuzzling her neck. “I’ll move as soon as I can.”
She slid her hand down his back. “I am way more than okay.”
“Gabriela. Wake up.” This was the first time a dream was so vivid. Gabriela dug her face deeper into the pillow and groaned. Ever so slowly she was waking up and that was not good. The longer she slept, the more she could stay in the make believe world where she and Jeremy had…
“Oh shit!” She sat straight up and looked around the room. “What time is it?” Gabriela jumped from the bed, sprinted through the room gathering up her clothes and dashed to the bathroom. “Don’t tell me it’s past the crack ass of dawn when your family gets up.”
Jeremy was on the opposite side of the door. “It’s only five. Plenty of time to get you past my parent’s and to the cabin without anyone seeing us. Take your time.”
“Five o’clock,” she mumbled. Once again she wondered if Montana people ever slept in. “You could have just rolled me up in the blankets and dumped me in my bed. I didn’t plan to get up before nine.”
When she walked out attempting to control her curls, Jeremy was fully dressed and damn if he didn’t look like a succulent morsel for it being five in the morning. “How can you look so good?” Gabriela said accepting a kiss from him while keeping her lips closed. “I’m sure I have morning breath,” she explained.
“I want to write a series of articles leading up the festival,” Gabriela said speaking to her coworkers back in San Diego. The faces all turned to where she assumed her boss was seated.
Genevieve’s face moved closer to the screen. “I hear you. Sounds like you have fodder for an entire novel, but will it be interesting to our readers?”
“Our readers love adventures, I can spin it to be city versus country living.”
There were murmurs as people discussed. “I can’t hear you.” Gabriela had to raise her voice.
“I think it’s an amazing idea,” Mila said with a wide smile. “I for one want to know more about the hunky detective.”
Mila’s face disappeared to be replaced by Genevieve. “Do you have pictures of the man?”
“I have amazing shots of the beautiful cabin the family lives in as well as the surrounding land. The articles will definitely attract our city readers who wish to live vicariously through us.”
After a few more questions her idea for a weekly series was approved. When the call ended, her phone rang immediately.
“I’m so sorry for spilling about the hunky detective,” Mila said in a high whisper indicating she was somewhere in the office. “What do I say if she asks me?”
“Tell her to call me. I don’t mind sharing the story of naked Henry,” Gabriela said with a chuckle. I won’t name Jeremy Hawkins.
Gabriela spent most of that day at the cabin writing. Her introductory piece was about her first impressions upon arriving in Montana and at the ranch. Once that was complete, she planned to write one about the family. Of course, before arriving, the family had signed waivers