After the Dawn by Francis Ray

Author:Francis Ray
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Press

Ten

Samantha didn’t look up until the door closed. Blowing out a breath, she leaned back in her chair. She’d done it now, and there was no way she could back out even if she wanted to.

She eyed the phone on her desk. She’d talked as if getting Mark there were a sure thing. It wasn’t. Not by a long shot.

Calling Mark would present problems she wasn’t sure she wanted to deal with. He’d expect the call to be about them, not about business. Once he understood the reason for her contacting him, there was no telling how he’d react. She picked up her pen and tapped it on top of her files.

There was every possibility he would blow her off. She just hoped that he’d already planned to cover the event and that he’d consider getting a scoop on a prototype of a new intercooler a professional coup. If he did come, she knew without a doubt that he’d press for them get back together. Not happening. Ever.

The reason had just walked out the door.

With a breath-stealing kiss Friday night, Dillon had killed any chance of her ever wanting Mark again. She tossed the pencil aside and admitted that he’d stood between her and every man she’d dated since their first kiss on her prom night. She could have taken her prom date up on his offer to get a motel room in Dallas or said yes to any of the other boys who had been trying to have sex with her. None of them had interested her.

Dillon again.

One fateful look when she was thirteen was all it had taken for her to be struck by the reckless look in his dark eyes, the gorgeous face, the sleek muscled body in skintight jeans and a white T-shirt.

She’d been at the bakery with her mother when he’d roared up on his bike, with Jenny Sanders hanging onto him. He’d been the epitome of the town’s bad boy with good looks, easy charm, a loose woman, and the fastest car or motorbike around. It hadn’t mattered to her that he was rumored to be her grandfather’s illegitimate son and going straight to hell with his drinking and fast driving. Everyone in the bakery turned to look at her and her mother to gauge their reaction.

Dillon had come into the bakery with a clinging Jenny wearing white short shorts and a tiny red tube top barely covering her large breasts. People in line were more interested in watching Dillon than getting their purchases. He’d stopped in front of the cookies. When the salesperson asked if she could help him, he’d nodded toward her mother. “Mrs. Collins was here first.”

Her mother had smiled and thanked him, then added, “Samantha can’t make up her mind.”

He’d turned those captivating eyes on her and smiled. Butterflies had taken flight in her stomach. “Chocolate-chip, but I bet your mother can make them better. Mine can.”

Stunned, she’d just nodded. He’d smiled back, ordered two dozen chocolate-chip cookies, and then he and Jenny were gone.

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