Arrested by Love: A Long Valley Romance Novel - Book 3 by Erin Wright

Author:Erin Wright [Wright, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wright’s Reads

Chapter 23

Wyatt

He pulled up in front of the old Brightbart’s place – Abby’s place; he’d need to start calling it that, no matter what habit dictated – and sat for just a moment in his truck, staring out through his windshield. He hadn’t slept well the night before, so nervous about this whole date – was it a date? – that he’d just tossed and turned the whole night through. He’d spent the morning trying to keep himself busy so he wouldn’t totally make himself crazy as he waited for three o’clock to arrive, but he’d be the first one to admit that he was failing.

He left his truck rumbling – it was hard on diesels to be turned off and on in the cold – and headed up to the front door. Now wasn’t the time for nerves. He was just picking Abby up and they were going to head over and hang out with a bunch of kids who loved horses and he wasn’t going to kiss Abby and everything was going to be fine.

Just fine.

He raised his hand to knock on the door but it swung open from underneath his knuckles to reveal Abby, smiling and heading out the door. “Ready?” she said as she went past him.

He spun around and stared at her as she hurried up her walk towards his truck. Why had she been lying in wait like that? And why was she in such a hurry?

He went after her, held her door open for her, and then went around to the driver’s side and swung in. Pulling out and heading out into the countryside towards Adam’s place, he cast about for something to ask, finally barking out, “How’d you sleep?”

Except he winced as the words came out because they seemed rather…aggressive. He sounded like he was demanding, not asking. She smelled so good – the lemon scent wafting off her – and looked so good in a pair of form-fitting Wranglers and pearl-snap shirt, that he was lucky he was keeping his truck on the road. He was having a real hard time facing forward, to be honest. He was all mixed up inside, and nervous as hell.

He gripped the steering wheel harder, trying to convince himself that breathing was a good idea.

“I slept fine,” she said, sending him a sideways glance. He was aware of every move she made, like it was being telegraphed directly to his brain and when her tongue flicked out and wet her lips, he felt it real strongly…somewhere else.

He shifted in his seat.

“Good,” he grunted.

“How’s your week out there been going so far?” Abby asked.

“Fine, fine,” he said. “The kids in this program are…good.”

He stumbled for a moment. That wasn’t strictly true in the well-behaved sense. They often tested boundaries and he had to keep a close eye on them. But they were sure awesome to be around. He’d found himself falling in love with a couple of them, especially Juan. He was a foster kid, only nine and wanting nothing more than to be loved…and being so scared no one would.

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