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“Mm. Plenty of time. My flight isn’t until tonight.” He wasn’t staying over like he normally did in Anaheim. He hadn’t planned to be in Jack’s bed this weekend. After last night, he still didn’t know what he’d been thinking, he should have known better. Jack was literally irresistible.

“I’ll take you to the airport, if you want. If you ain’t staying, I’ll head out too. I got me a bye next week.”

He hooked an arm around Jack. “A bye?” Where was next week’s event? He couldn’t remember.

“Yeah. We’ve all got a break. I’m picking up the new horses on the way to Colorado. Mackey’s letting me board them there.”

“Cool. What are you planning on doing with your time off?” That was a loaded question, and he wondered if Jack knew it. Could he convince Jack to spend some time with him? Get Jack to come to Denver? Weasel himself an invitation to Mackey’s?

“I haven’t the foggiest. I’m at loose ends. Maybe I’ll just sleep in the barn and commune with the horses.” Jack chuckled softly and shook his head. “You going to meet with Denton?”

Denton? What did Denton have to do with anything? “Not right away, he’s looking mostly for juniors, and that product isn’t ready yet. I’ll keep in touch with him though. He would be a huge distributor for us.”

“He was into you.” And Jack looked like he didn’t like it.

Who? Denton? That whole dinner thing was business, and Jack wasn’t even there to see it. The twins were just causing trouble now.

But was Jack actually jealous?

That made him grin.

“How do you know that?”

“I ain’t blind. He was watching you.” Totally jealous.

Hudson let his grin actually show. “Yeah? I’m fucking hot; people watch me all the time, cowboy.”

Jack’s eyebrow lifted. “I’m fully aware how fucking hot you are, darlin’. I been hunting and catching your ass for years.”

“Uh-huh.” He tilted Jack’s chin so he could look into the cowboy’s eyes. “Denton offered me a seat next to him in VIP last night. But I turned him down. Someone I actually want to give my hot ass to got me a seat.”

Jack smiled, eyes crinkling at the edges, and suddenly Hudson was ten times more attracted to his cowboy than before. “Someone you actuallygaveyour hot ass to.”

“Damn right I did. And I can’t wait to do it again.” God. Look at those eyes. That look gave him butterflies and made him feel things. He took a breath and went for it. “Do you… want to spend some of your time off with me? Do you want to come to Denver?”

Jack tilted his head, and Hudson held his breath. “When are you free?”

Holy shit.Holy fucking shit. If he smiled any harder he was going to hurt something. “For real? I’m… any time. I make my own schedule these days. What works for you?”

“I got to get the horses to Mackey’s and settled. How does Wednesday work for you?” Wednesday. Okay. That was an actual commitment.

“Wednesday. Good. Yeah, that works.” Jack had never seen his condo, never visited him ever. “And, I mean, if it doesn’t work out, I understand. Horses and all. I get it.”

“It should be okay. The two new mares are going to train up well, I think, but they just need to settle.” Jack fed him a bite of waffle. “Of course, if you get busy, just text. I’m easy.”

He took the bite and shook his head while he chewed. “M-m. I won’t get busy. Wednesday is great. I’m excited.” Excited didn’t really cover it, but he couldn’t find a better word. “The waffles are good.”

“Yeah, they do them pretty good here.” Jack bumped into his arm. “It was a great surprise, seeing you this weekend.”

“I wasn’t sure—I was here for work, and I—” He stopped talking. What was he going to say?I wanted you to tell me you wanted me.AndJack had done just that.

“Hey, you’re cool. I didn’t mean to push. You coulda said no.”

He snorted. “No, see, I have this problem. I really, really don’t want to say no to you.”

“I cain’t see where that’s a problem, darlin’.” Jack leaned in and kissed him, slow and sweet, pushing in to taste him deep.

He accepted the kiss, loving the slow seduction that was so different and new. Maybe Jack was thinking what he was thinking. Feeling what he was feeling. He tangled his tongue with Jack’s, exploring.