Wes and Samuel are partners in all things. For the past two centuries, they have ridden earthquakes as Storm Riders. These cowboys run a dude ranch and can’t think of a more perfect life until Adina appears to them.
Adina, looking for acceptance, has come to them hoping for an open position among the Riders. Trouble follows her, no matter how much she tries to hide.
Not able to deny their growing attraction to one another, each must face the passion between all three of them. When someone tries to kill Adina, they swear vengeance and go in search of her shooter, only to find that heaven has other plans for these three lovers.
“So they sent you down from the ranch to fetch me. I’m going to kill Wes for making you walk all the way down here in this heat. Doesn’t he know how to treat a lady? Come on. I’ll give you a lift. My truck’s around back.”
He began to go around the building when the younger woman caught his arm. “I think you misunderstood. I’m not here about horseback riding lessons. I’m here about—” She dropped her voice, looked around, then looked back at Samuel. “About riding the earthquakes and mudslides. You have an open position. I can find your partner if you don’t want to discuss it with me.”
From the moment her hand touched his arm, an electrical current rode through his body. Samuel felt his cock stir from the touch and wondered what was going on. He walked closer and eyed her. The shock of hearing those words coming from her hadn’t worn off. He wasn’t going to show he was surprised. The first rule of being a Rider was never reveal yourself to anyone. If he did, he had to wipe their memory. This could be a test from his angelic bosses. Holding his breath, he drew himself up and smiled. “I’m sorry. I really don’t know what you’re talking about. You must’ve mistaken me for someone else. I can give you a ride to the ranch if you need it. We have a phone there if your cell isn’t picking up a signal. Sometimes that can happen around here. Did you break down near here?”
The woman smiled, showing him her even teeth. She knelt down and placed her hand on the dirt before the shop. Samuel didn’t take his eyes from her. Seeing her kneeling there, he was able to see down her shirt. He tried to tear his gaze away, but something held it there. Topple nudged him on the shoulder. The elemental was also watching what was happening. A tingle flashed across his skin. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up. A slight rumble started underneath his feet. The small pebbles on the top of the ground began to jiggle. The earth rippled and nearly knocked Samuel off his feet. He grabbed on to the side of the garage to steady himself.
She stood up, dusted her hand on her jeans, and stuck out her hand. “I’m Adina.”
Samuel took it. Another zing of power raced through him that made his balls ache. The only time he experienced the same sensation was when he touched his partner and lover, Wes. No one else had made him feel that way. Certainly not any woman. He gazed at her again, focusing on the swell of her breasts underneath her shirt. What the hell am I thinking? There’s no one else for me but Wes. They had been together for two hundred years working the earthquakes before the start of the gold rush. They had been responsible for every major upheaval from the great one that had toppled San Francisco to the one in the early 1990s that had collapsed the freeways. He hated the devastation his calling wrought, but he did his duty and tried not to dwell on the losses. He and Wes had hit it off instantly. He had been chosen as a Rider by their angelic handler, Gabriel, when Wes’s partner Harrison had retired. They had no commander at the time and were still without one.
Topple hit him in the back to bring him out of his stupor. He shut his mouth, realizing it was hanging open. “I’m Samuel. Why don’t I take you up to the ranch? I’ll introduce you to Wes. We can talk there.”
Adina nodded and withdrew her hand. “I’d like that.”
Samuel gestured toward the truck. What the hell is Wes going to say when he meets her?