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Gemma got the hiccups. “Lucy, only you would think of such a thing. You should be a writer.”

Lucy held up her hands. “Not me. I can’t put two words together on a piece of paper without wearin’ out an eraser. Hated English in school. But Momma could make a story out of anything, so I guess I got that from her. Anyway, here I was thinkin’ about the hogs gettin’

all uppity because they’ve got gold in their wallow and I just couldn’t do it. So when it all cooled down, I fished out the two little nuggets and brought them with me on our girls’ night out. Pearl, would you roll down the window just a little bit so I can throw them out?” OneHotCowboyWedding.indd 297

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Lucy leaned across Pearl when the window was half open and flung the tiny bit of gold out.

Immediately, red, white, and blue lights flashed behind them and a siren began to blow.

Lucy groaned. “I killed myself and got away with it and now I have to go to jail because I threw out pure gold? This ain’t fair. And besides, it’s my first time to get to go on girls’ night out, and besides all that, I don’t get to be in a wedding. Life sucks, girls!”

“Don’t mess with Texas.” Gemma pointed straight ahead to a roadside trash can with those words embla-zoned on the front.

Jasmine eased over to the shoulder and rolled down her window. The Texas Highway Patrolman was standing at the side of the truck before the window reached the bottom.

“License and registration, please,” he said.

Jasmine fished her license from her purse and Pearl found the registration in the glove box.

“You ladies realize there is a fine for littering?”

“Officer, that was me doin’ the litterin’,” Lucy said.

“You see, I had to burn up Ace Riley’s black book this week and when it was all burned there was some of the gold from the initials on the front…”

“Wait a minute. Gemma, is that you back there?” he asked.

“It’s me, Sammy, and she’s tellin’ the truth. All she pitched was a tiny little gold nugget so the hogs in Ace’s pen wouldn’t feel superior to the other hogs in Montague County because they had a gold- studded wallow.” Gemma hiccupped.

“Y’all been drinkin’?” Officer Sammy asked.

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“Sober as a sinner on judgment day,” Lucy said.

“You serious, Gemma? This woman really burned Ace’s book? Who married Ace Riley? Did you, Gemma?”

“Hell no, Sammy! I did not marry Ace. He’s like a brother.” Gemma hiccupped again.

Lucy’s blue eyes popped wide open. “No, sir! Not me. That would be Jasmine, this woman right here.”

“Well, I’ll be damned. Aren’t you the one who owns Chicken Fried?” Sammy asked.

“Yes, sir, I am.”

Sammy shook his head in disbelief. “And you burned that famous red book?”

Lucy raised her hand slightly. “I did that, sir.”

“I know men that would have sold their souls to Lucifer for that book. Hell, I would have mortgaged my truck and tomcat just to get to a copy of it.” He chuckled.

“Y’all get on your way and don’t be litterin’ no more.

Not even gold from a black book.”

“Thank you, sir,” Jasmine said.

“And Gemma, if you are lyin’ to me about drinkin’, at least promise me you won’t drive.”

“Sammy, darlin’, I ain’t lyin’ but I promise I won’t drive tonight.” Gemma crossed her heart.

“Okay, you ladies be careful and no more littering.” He went back to his patrol car and followed them for a mile before he took the next off- ramp into Wichita Falls.

“I was scared out of my underpants,” Lucy said. “I thought for sure he’d haul me to jail and what would Tyson do for breakfast tomorrow morning?”

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got to figure out if I’m tryin’ to save him from himself or save him for myself before I decide if I’m going to put him in my black sin book. Come to think of it, he’d be the first name in the book. How did you say that star business went, Jasmine?” Lucy said and then cracked up with giggles. “You talk now, Gemma. How did you know that policeman?”

“Well, it’s damn sure not as funny as the hog lot story. I dated him a couple of times. Remember when he followed you to the Halloween party last fall, Liz?”

“Oh, he’s that officer. I remember him now.”

“Yes, he’s the one, but he wasn’t
the
one. Liz done promised me a cowboy, not a policeman, by Christmastime, and I’m holding out to see just how strong her voodoo is.”

Liz patted her on the leg. “Honey, you just wait. He’s being groomed for you right now and he’ll be here for Christmas. It was written in the cards.”

“Wearin’ nothing but a Santa hat and boots, right?” Gemma asked.

“I conjured up the cowboy. You got to ask Santa for the rest of it, and that’ll depend on whether you are a good girl or a very good girl,” Liz said.

“What if I’m very good at being very bad?” Gemma asked.

“Then I’d say you’ll get your cowboy with nothing but a Santa hat and cowboy boots,” Liz said.

“Hey, I just realized Bridget ain’t here with us,” Lucy said.

“She and Frankie are making up after a fight they had earlier this week. She whined for days but yesterday she was all spicy,” Jasmine said.

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“Takes a while to get some kids raised up, don’t it, Pearl?” Lucy asked.

“Girl, if you are talkin’ about yourself, I’d say you were pretty easy to raise. You pretty well had things figured out when I got you,” Pearl said.

“I’d figured out some of it, but you helped me a lot.” Q

It was well after midnight when Lucy and Jasmine made it home. They both had early mornings so they tiptoed down the hallway. Lucy went to her room and Jasmine eased into the bedroom with intentions of peeling out of her clothing in the dark and being asleep when her head hit the pillow.

“Oh, honey, you are so ready!” a high- pitched voice said.

“Mmmm,” Ace mumbled.

The only light in the room was what filtered through the curtains from the full moon, but it didn’t take a hundred- watt bulb to see that there was a woman in the bed with Ace or that she was naked as a newborn baby and had her body glued to his back. And where her hand was headed put a jealous streak the size of a football field right down Jasmine’s back.

“Dammit!” Jasmine whispered.

Evidently one woman in Texas didn’t know that he’d burned his book and wasn’t even smart enough to know that it was hay season and he was too damn tired for sex? She flipped on the light and a mass of red hair popped up from under the sheets.

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Then the red- haired woman squealed and jumped out of bed, taking the sheet with her to cover her nakedness.

“You are not Blake. What in the hell are you doing in his bed?” Her voice went from a mouse squeak to a full-fledged all- out screaming fit.

She turned on Jasmine, pointing her finger, and nearly losing the sheet. “And who the hell are you coming into Blake’s bedroom this time of night?”

Jasmine bit the inside of her lip to keep from bursting into laughter. “This happens to be my bedroom, lady.”

“Blake is married? Damn! He didn’t tel me he had a wife.” The woman gasped and pointed at Ace. “And who are you? If that’s his wife, then why are you in her bedroom? Does Blake know you are messing around with his wife?”

Ace had thought Jazzy was making a move on him.

She’d kissed him between his shoulder blades and ran her hand down his chest to tease him into a full erection, and she whispered that they were going to have hot sex all night. He really thought it was Jazzy and hoped that he had enough energy for at least one round of sex. He’d been so tired the whole past week that he’d barely kissed her. And then the lights came on.

Now some redhead was screaming that he was messing around with Blake’s wife?

Blake heard the commotion, and came running across the hallway. Lucy opened her door and Delilah meandered down the hall and into the bedroom where she jumped on Ace’s bed. He grabbed a pillow and covered his nakedness as both Blake and Lucy pushed into the room.

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sounded like… it
was
two women. Ace Riley, you better start explainin’,” Lucy said.

The redhead sneezed three times. “Cats! I’m allergic to them. Get that thing out of here.”

Blake stared at the woman. “What are you doing in this room? And why are you even here? I told you I couldn’t see you until Saturday night.”

“You said your room was the one closest to the foyer on the right when we were having phone sex last night and I thought I’d just surprise you tonight.” She sneezed again.

Blake chuckled.

That breaking- glass, high- pitched scream came out again. Delilah was nothing but a yellow blur as she made a beeline across the hall to safety.

“Don’t laugh at me. I went to the bathroom first and then made sure I opened the door to the room closest to the foyer. You did this on purpose, didn’t you, Blake?

Well, it’s not a funny joke and the joke is on you because I’m out of here.” The redhead gathered up clothing off the floor as she talked and stormed down the hall with the sheet dragging behind her.

“I’d say that it’s pretty plain what’s happened. That woman don’t know left from right. We need to get out of Ace and Jasmine’s bedroom.” Lucy led the way out with Blake right behind her. Just before she closed the door, she turned back to Jasmine and said, “This ain’t Ace’s fault.”

“Hey,” Blake yelled at the flow of blue cotton sheet-ing sweeping the floor ahead of him. “I’m sorry I didn’t make it plainer which room was mine, darlin’.”

“Don’t ever call me again.”

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Lucy waited until the woman was gone before she turned toward Blake. “Next time you pick up a woman, be sure she’s smart enough to know left from right. I’ll buy you a little stamp with each word on it next time I get to the hobby store. You can ink the top of her hands and maybe this won’t happen again.”

“She did know left from right,” he said coldly. “I just didn’t tell her that it was on her left after she came out of the bathroom and her right before she went to the bathroom.”

“Same difference. That could have been a train wreck in there. They’re still on fragile ground and they didn’t need this right after the red book thing. Now where’d Delilah go?”

At the mention of her name, Delilah came out of Blake’s room, her big fluffy yellow tail high in the air as she walked down the hallway like a queen to her room.

Lucy giggled at the sight. It had been a night for sure.

She had such a good time to tell her momma about next time they talked on the telephone. And this would make such a funny story that she could picture her momma wiping at her eyes with her apron tail.

“Good night, Lucy,” Blake said.

“Night, Blake,” she said and followed Delilah into her bedroom.

Q

Jasmine sat down on the edge of the bed and removed her sandals. “Okay, stud, what have you got to say for yourself? Don’t you even know your wife’s touch?

Someday when you really get married, that could get you in big trouble.”

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“Really get married? I’m married now. You’re even a jealous wife. You said so when you met Mallory.” He moved the pillow back to its rightful place, leaving himself without anything to cover his nakedness.

She scanned him from eyebrows to toenails.

“I was asleep and she snuggled up to my back and started to mess with me. I thought it was you,” he said. Her green eyes stalling out midway down his body and a whiff of her perfume was already arousing him again.

“Guess we need a top sheet since your bimbo went home with ours for a souvenir.” She padded out into the hall and brought back a folded white sheet. She flipped it out over the bed and it floated down to cover him. She tucked the ends into the bottom of the mattress and then returned to undressing. Jewelry went on the chest of drawers. Khaki shorts and bright yellow tank top were folded and laid neatly on a chair so she could wear them again the next day.

She was down to panties and bra when Ace started humming the traditional strip tease song. She whipped around to find him grinning and the sheet making a tent right below his waist. She put a hand under the edge of her panties and teased him by pulling them down an inch and then back up, gyrating the whole time to the music he supplied. The girls had al talked about making Liz teach them to belly dance. Now she wished she did know how to do real belly dancing or had even watched those pole dancers better on television.

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in his arms, she forgot all about the redhead and looked up to see his lips on his way to hers.

A quick involuntary flick of the tongue wet her lips in anticipation. Ace’s met hers in a clash of pent- up heat.

He nibbled her lips then moved to her eyelids and to the tip of her nose and she got hotter by the second.

She let her hands roam over his broad back, every inch increasing the heat flowing from her fingertips to fuel the liquid heat in the pit of her stomach. She laced her hands around his neck and brought his lips to hers for a series of lingering wet kisses that sucked all the air from both of them.