All bets are off in an all-new heartfelt romance from Jennifer Probst, and I have a sneak peek for you.
Owen glowed. “Thanks, Chloe. Maybe you can show me how to—oh, crap!”
A mad shrill screech and clucking rose in the air. Hei Hei crashed down the path, his crazy head feathers bobbing, and hurtled straight to . . . Owen.
Aidan tried not to wince as the scene played out in rapid time. Owen screamed, seemingly too overtaken by fear to act cool in front of Chloe, and began to frantically back up. Mia and Ethan snapped out a command for the chicken to stop, but Hei Hei averted Mia’s reach by inches and charged.
Owen stumbled and fell back onto the ground. Hei Hei began pecking with glee at his feet, fat jowls jiggling, while Owen squirmed and tried to crawl away like he was trapped in a Stephen King movie. Owen kicked, and Hei Hei backed up, apparently satisfied he’d made his presence known.
Then those beady eyes fastened on Phoenix.
Everything morphed into a shitshow.
Phoenix took one glance at the crazed chicken and went nuts. Shaking his head and pawing the ground, the horse tried to challenge the creature in an old-fashioned game of . . . chicken.
Elmo grabbed for the reins, but Phoenix twisted hard and advanced.
Hei Hei shrieked and charged back.
Mia yelled, and Harper suddenly jumped in the middle of the dueling pair, causing Aidan to have a fucking heart attack. With a dancer’s grace, she pivoted, knocking the chicken off course, while she yanked hard on the horse’s bridle just in time.
The two animals stared at one another in some type of alpha battle.
Mia threw her head back in temper. “Hei Hei! Bad chicken! I’ve told you not to bother Owen! You just like taunting him, and that’s mean, and Phoenix had every right to trample you for your behavior. Are you listening to me?”
The chicken raced over to Mia and began rubbing his head feathers against her legs.
She shook her finger at him. “Sucking up is not going to help this relationship right now,” she said sternly. “You’re going in the pen, and I want you to think about this behavior of yours and how you want to change.”
Hei Hei squawked.
“I don’t care. Maybe by limiting your freedom for the day, you’ll learn to appreciate the animals you share space with. Now, let’s go. March.”
Aidan stared at the bizarre exchange. But when Mia took off down the path with Hei Hei following sullenly, his mind was officially blown.
Damn. That was some chicken.
He was right there, face close, inches from her body. The last time he was this close, he was angry. This time, his eyes crackled with hunger. His powerful thighs braced hers, and when he leaned in, his hard erection pressed against the seam of his jeans so she felt every glorious inch of promise. She licked her lips in anticipation, and slowly raised her arms to hook around his shoulders.
“Just once,” she whispered in warning.
He cupped her cheeks with rough, calloused palms. His amber gaze locked on hers. “Yes.”
“We’ll get it out of our system and move on.”
His mouth closed over hers.