A gray V-neck T-shirt hugged his wide shoulders and broad chest, then hung loose over his tight abdomen. a pair of worn Levi's lovingly cupped his generous package, embraced long legs, and broke across the tops of well-worn cowboy boots. Jackson had the type of physique that made a woman's girl parts tingle. She'd have to be dead not to include herself in that party. Especially since her girl parts had been told "No" way too many time sin recent years.

A rumble gurgled through the space between them."Was that you?"She looked down. "Was that me?""That noise. It sounded like a growl."Well according to you, I am a ferocious car burglar.

Kiss me again, Cowboy