“Do you want me to show you around? We have a corral and the barn’s around back.” Drew tried not to role his eyes. Damn, I sound like a horny teenager trying to get the girl alone. 

Alex shook her head “I should probably unload the car first. I don’t want my cameras to get too hot.” 

“We’ll help.” Drew slugged his brother. “Right, Matt?” 

“Yeah, sure.” 

“You don’t have to do that. I can manage…” 

“Nonsense.” Drew opened the back door as Matt popped open the trunk. 

“No really.” Alex scramble to the other rear passenger door and all but lunged into the back of the car. “Where is that damn thing?” She shoved a couple of bags around. 

Drew saw flimsy red material on the floorboard, hidden under the driver’s seat. Deep crimson dots stained her cheeks when he picked up the garment. It wasn’t until her reaction registered that he even noticed the bustier in his hand. He had to clear his throat twice before he could speak.  

“Is this what you’re looking for?” 

“He-he.” Nervous laughter tittered out of her. “Yeah.” 

Drew’s eyebrow arched. Holy hell. His mind raced with images of her in his bed, under him, over him, just about anywhere with that damn thing on.  

“Um, it’s kind of a joke.” If possible, her cheeks reddened more. “From Susie.” 

“What are y’all two yacking about?” Matt closed the trunk.  

Alex lunged for the lingerie but Drew was quicker and shoved it under his loose t-shirt. “Not a thing.” He snagged the two large bags off the backseat. “Got everything, Alex?” 

# 

“I, uh, let me grab my purse.” She found the matching panties and stuffed them into her handbag. Her stomach pitched. “I should have thrown that sucker out the window.” 

“What’s that?” Drew’s brother hefted her suitcase as if it weighed nothing. 

“Sorry. Talking to myself.” Heat suffused her cheeks. What was Drew going to do with bustier? And could a woman die of humiliation? The way her head swirled and chest ached she didn’t think it too far fetched. “Where…” her voice squeaked as they rounded the side of the large ranch house, “where am I staying?” 

“The guest quarters in the back.” Drew tilted his head toward the far side of the property. “Is that okay?” 

Thank God yes, she wanted to say, she couldn’t bear to look Drew in the eye and opted for, “Great thanks.” An entirely separate house would put a good distance between herself and Drew. And major temptation. 

“Is something wrong? Matt slowed his pace and nudged his brother. “Did you crack another rib on that stupid horse?”  

“No. Why?”  

“You keep holding your side.” 

Drew’s step faltered and Alex bit back a giggle. Teach him to steal a woman’s unmentionables.  

“Drew if you’re not feeling well, you should go lie down.” Joking she could do. “Matt and I handle all this.” She looped her handbag on her shoulder and reached for her camera bag. “I can take that. I wouldn’t want you to strain yourself.” 

“I’ve got it.” Drew dodged her hand. His eyes narrowed.  

Oh she was going to pay for that, she could tell already.