His heart thumped hard, his body hardened. For the most part, he'd been able to resist her.Įmma's small soft hand began trailing over Casey's chest. Her bleached-blond hair and overdone makeup advertised her status of being on the make. By all accounts, Gabe had started young from what Casey knew, Emma had started even younger.Īt seventeen, she flaunted herself with all the jaded expertise of a woman twice her age. But then, they were all so different from Emma.Įmma was.well, she had a reputation that could rival his Uncle Gabe's, and that said something since Gabe had been a complete and total hedonist when it came to his sexuality. Like his father and his uncles, Casey loved and respected women, most especially his grandmother and his new stepmother and aunts. He'd learned a lot from watching them – but he hadn't learned how to deal with Emma. And pleased by the situation, since he'd gained his own share of adoration as he'd matured. Casey had been proud of their popularity and amused by it all. It had been fun for Casey growing up in an all-male household and watching his uncles and his dad deal with all that female adoration. How the hell was a guy supposed to deal with that? His father and his uncles had been the most eligible bachelors in Buckhorn, Kentucky. So now, with nearly every girl in town chasing after him, he found himself behind the garage at the far end of the house with a girl – the one girl he'd been doing his best to avoid – snuggled up to his side. She had few friends, none of them female, and Casey had just naturally defended her when the others had started sniping. He hadn't exactly meant to pair up with Emma Clark. In fact, even more had developed than he'd expected – like his present uncomfortable situation. No writing, rips, tears, loose or missing pages, stamps, stickers, stains, etc.THE FAMILY PICNIC had lasted all day, and Casey had a feeling everything that should have been accomplished had been.

Casey had to convince her the attraction wasn't just leftover teenage lust, but real love for a real woman.

But Emma was doing her best to shut him out. But now, eight years later, it was impossible. He'd been the cutest guy in town, and the only one who seemed to care about her.Īs a hot-blooded teen it had been hard for Casey to resist Emma. As a teen she'd been the girl with the bleached-blond hair, too much makeup and a bad reputation - and she'd tried everything she could to get Casey Hudson into bed.

Casey by lori foster