A Cowboy's Christmas Wedding by Pamela Britton

A Cowboy's Christmas Wedding by Pamela Britton

Author:Pamela Britton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-10-15T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Thirteen

Panic.

It caused her heart to race crazily. Made her stomach do strange things. Stirred a desire within her to flee.

“I didn’t ditch you.” He pulled her up against him.

She almost gasped. There. It happened again. That strange feeling, the one that reminded her of the time she’d gone skydiving, when she’d been free-falling, the earth drawing ever closer.

“Sure feels that way when you don’t even bother to call.”

And tell him what? That he’d touched her heart last night? That this morning his kiss goodbye had made her toes curl? That what she felt for him scared the crap out of her?

“By the way,” he added, pulling her even closer, his hips touching hers in an all-too-familiar way as an old Garth Brooks song played, “I don’t have your cell phone number.”

“No?” She felt him shake his head while she tried like the devil not to feel utterly self-conscious as his thighs brushed her own. “Well, Alana has it.”

“Yeah. No kidding. How do you think I knew you were here?”

She hadn’t given it any thought. She’d been too stunned to see him sitting at their table, the consummate cowboy with his ink-colored sideburns and his black hat. Too startled to come face-to-face with the man she’d been trying hard to forget all day. His final words to her this morning rang once again in her ears.

You’re my woman.

She shivered.

“You cold?”

She drew back to look into his eyes. Despite telling her hands not to move, her fingers stroked the soft fabric of his button-down shirt, the color the same as his blue eyes.

“What are we doing?” She saw those blue eyes flare. “I mean, neither of us wants a relationship, right? So why do you care if I’m out with Stewart or not?”

“I don’t care.”

She snorted.

“You can do whatever you want.”

“Then I guess you don’t mind if I dance with Stewart again.”

“Nope.”

She stopped right in the middle of the dance floor. “You are such a liar.”

He took a step back, but he didn’t let her go. She saw him glance back at the table where Alana, Trent and Stewart sat, watching.

“I don’t like sharing,” he quickly amended.

“See, that’s just it. You shouldn’t mind what I do.” She looked down at the floor, at a loss for words for a moment. “You’re as much of an emotional wreck as I am.”

Wait. That’s not what she’d meant to say. Or maybe she had. Damn it. The man had her so confused.

“But why are you such a wreck?” he asked. “Hot one minute, cold the next.”

“That’s the pot calling the kettle black.”

“Yeah, but I have a pretty damn good reason. What’s yours?”

How could she explain it to him? How did one make a near-stranger understand all she’d been through? The lessons in life that had been taught to her by men weren’t good. They couldn’t be trusted. Even kindhearted and sweet men like Cabe. Heck, even her best friend, Trent. It’d taken a special woman like Alana to bring Trent around. She



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