Ramagos, Tonya - Strictly Accountable [Stud Service 2] (Siren Publishing Classic)
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Authors: Tonya Ramagos
Stud Service 2
Strictly Accountable
A grandchild or no trust fund.
Sabrina Gibson thought she was saved when her sister found her stud to fulfill their parents' ultimatum. Then her parents got greedy.
As a practical accountant, Sabrina understands facts and figures. A man to give her a baby is the one thing that isn’t computing in her life. Then she meets Brody Holt. Confident, dominant, and sex personified, he sends her on a whirlwind of panty-wetting lust that defies all sensible thoughts or dreams of happily ever after.
He agrees to help her, but his stipulation borders on blackmail. Worse, the cocky cowboy won’t divulge his reasons for agreeing to be her "stud." Her only hope lies in the terms they set for the agreement. But how will she be able to walk away then with her heart intact?
Genre:
Contemporary, Western/Cowboys
Length:
40,610 words
STRICTLY ACCOUNTABLE
Stud Service 2
Tonya Ramagos
EROTIC ROMANCE
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STRICTLY ACCOUNTABLE
Copyright © 2011 by Tonya Ramagos
E-book ISBN: 1-61034-572-X
First E-book Publication: June 2011
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DEDICATION
To my fellow authors Sandy Sullivan, Missy Lyons, and Cherie Denis, the rest of the STUD Service crew. So this is what happens when the four of us put our heads together.
Stud Service 2
TONYA RAMAGOS
Copyright © 2011
Prologue
They suspended her trust fund.
Sabrina Gibson struggled to keep her jaw from hitting the table. Not just her trust fund, but her three sisters’, too. She glanced at Savannah, Serena, and Susannah in turn and saw mirroring expressions of shock on their faces. As much as she wanted to believe she heard her parents’ announcement wrong, the sudden tension in the dining room of their family Texas home proved she heard the news exactly right.
“What do you mean?” Serena asked dumbly.
“You can’t do that,” Sabrina heard herself gasp. Winged beasts of unease fluttered to life in her belly. This couldn’t be happening. Not when she stood so close to accomplishing her dreams. Everything she sought to do in the next year hinged on the safety net of her trust fund.
“How are my projects supposed to survive without the funding my trust account is giving them?” Susannah asked, and Sabrina knew much of her sister’s career depended on her inheritance, too.
“For how long?” Savannah asked.
Sabrina looked from her father to her mother and back again, half expecting them to grow horns. Certainly only demons could be so cruel. She never thought of them as spawns of the devil before. She studied them, noting they didn’t turn red or sprout tails and wield pitchforks. They remained the same as always. Her father stood tall and stalwart next to her much shorter, more dainty mother. They made the perfect couple in marriage and friendship. Apparently, they made perfect allies and coconspirators, too. Their faces gave nothing away, but her mother’s tone when she spoke rang with a finality that put the death nail in Sabrina and her sisters’ coffins.
“Until one or all of you give us grandchildren.”
Every American cuss word Sabrina ever heard and a few Latino ones her mother muttered on rare occasions ping-ponged in her head. Lucky for them all, she’d been raised a lady and knew how to tame her tongue.
“What?” Serena’s face paled.
Susannah shook her head, her dark brown hair flying. “You can’t be serious!”
Oh, but they can be, Sabrina thought. The uneasy beasts in her tummy grew claws and fangs as fear settled in and left her queasy. Grandchildren. She should’ve known. Her parents had nagged all of them for the last several years about producing grandchildren. All four of them were too focused on their careers to even consider a baby at this stage in their lives. She supposed they should’ve expected their parents to go to extreme measures and force the issue one day.
Her father held up his hand. “We have tried to be patient with all of you.” He glanced at Savannah. “You are thirty years old with no prospective husband or children on the way. As the eldest, we expect certain things from you.”
“But…” Savannah stammered.
“We realize you are trying to finish medical school so you can practice.” His gaze swept the entire group. “We understand all of you have your careers, your pet projects, but it’s time to settle down and start raising a family so we have grandchildren to leave this fortune to. Your mother and I would rather you find a nice young man, get married, and have children in the normal way, but if that’s not possible, then you need to do what you need to do to have a child.”
Do what they had to do to have a child? Surely he wasn’t suggesting…
“Let me get this straight in terms that we all understand, being we were raised around horses, cattle, and oil.” Savannah stood and moved to the large window. A moment later she turned around and said with a chuckle, “You want us to use some guy as a stud service?”
Sabrina saw her mother cringe.
“If that’s what it takes, then yes,” her father said sternly. “Your mother and I would much rather you all be married to a wonderful man, but since you all seem to be so stubborn about it, we have no choice but to force your hand.”
“I’m not hearing this,” Savannah mumbled.
William Gibson stood and walked to her side. “We didn’t want to do this to you or your sisters, but you haven’t left us much choice in the matter.”
“You would rather I have a child with some guy off the street than have no child at all?”
Savannah’s question sent cold chills down Sabrina’s spine. Could she really have sex with a guy, any Joe Blow she came across, just to get pregnant? Could any of them? She didn’t know everything about her sisters’ sexual escapades, but she knew her own. She could count her past sexual partners on the fingers of one hand, and she had known every one of them well and good before allowing anything intimate to happen.
“Somehow I don’t think it will come to that, sweetheart. But in essence, I guess you’re right. Your trust funds will be released back for your use when we have confirmation of a wedding in the future or a grandchild on the way.”
Sabrina stared at her mother and couldn’t help but wonder what the sweet, loving woman of Latino heritage who raised four independent, career-minded daughters would have done if she’d been given the same ultimatum by her parents.
“Father,” Maria Gibson said calmly. “I think we should leave the girls alone for awhile to digest what we’ve said.” She chewed her lip for a moment. “We love you girls very much, but your father and I aren’t getting any younger, and we need to secure the future of our businesses with grandchildren. Otherwise, all of our hard work has been for nothing.” She took his hand and walked out the front door, shutting it softly behind them.
Sabrina knew the soft click the door made as her mother shut it behind them would echo in her memory for months to come.
