His mate deserved everything in the world, and he’d promised himself the moment he saw her he’d die working to make that happen.
He quickly dressed in the extra jeans, T-shirt, and boots he’d kept in his office. As he sat in the chair in front of his laptop, he was aware his heart was racing at the anticipation. He typed “Scarlett Rose Dallas, TX” in the search engine and clicked enter.
As he quickly read through the first few articles that came up, his smiled widened and he shook his head with disbelief. “Just when I thought she couldn’t be more perfect.”
* * * *
Scarlett wiped a tear away as she watched the blond soldier reject Ms. O’Hara’s heartfelt confession. But she was happy that the more she watched the movie, the more the characters seemed to look familiar. That meant it was likely she’d seen the movie before, and as pathetic as it sounded in her head, Scarlett felt excited. Any kind of memory was progression toward losing the amnesia.
She looked up when the door opened, and Leo stepped inside. “Scarlett, come out here real quick. I have a surprise for you.”
The enthusiasm was clearly written all over his face, and his eyes were already starting to shine a hint of orange, a sign that whatever he had in mind had his libido up in flames. So of course, she gladly walked to the door and let him lead her outside.
“Where are we going?” she asked as she followed him down a trail behind the house.
“Patience,” was all he said.
With the way his back muscles flexed under his tight, white T-shirt as he led the way, and the way his luscious ass tightened under his jeans, she was far from running out of patience.
“Here we are.” Leo turned to her, his hands on his hips and pride beaming from his grin.
Scarlett looked around the open area where they stood in the tall field grass, but she was puzzled. “So...what am I supposed to be looking at right now, baby?”
He pointed up to a small flock of doves sailing over the trees. “Those.”
“I, uh, are those my new pets? Because I’m not really up to—” Leo turned around, holding two large shotguns. “Holy fucking shit, Leo!” Scarlett practically flew backward at the sight of the powerful, deadly weapons.
Leo calmly reached a hand out to her. “Come over here, baby. Let me just show you something.”
Scarlett hesitated for a moment, but the look in his eyes held so much confidence it was enough to make the most timid of women take his hand in trust. So she grabbed it and allowed him to pull her against his hard, muscled body. His heat seeped into her, and she released an involuntary exhale at the sparks it created throughout her body. He moved behind her and placed the gun in position for her. He began to give her instructions on how to shoot the gun, but she could hardly hear a word he said. She no longer felt fear as she held the lethal machine against her shoulder. All she felt was the way her nipples hardened with each feather stroke of his breath across the side of her neck as he talked in that sexy cowboy drawl. Picturing the image they created, a large, experienced cowboy teaching her how to hunt as she stood there in nothing but house slippers and a random Western shirt she’d borrowed from one of the seven men she loved, it was enough to make her come in her panties.
“Got it?”
“Yes,” she breathlessly answered.
“Good!” He clapped his hands as he moved away from her, snapping her out of her afternoon wet daydream.
She twirled her body toward him. “Wait¬”
He placed a finger to his lips, cutting her off. He pointed back up to the sky far in front of her, indicating he wanted her to make the shot.
She should have paid more attention to his instructions. Her hands began to shake as she brought the butt of the gun to rest against her shoulder. She didn’t want to disappoint her mate, and she panicked at the realization she had no idea what she was doing. Shaking her head frantically, she brought