Bidding for the Cowboy's Heart by Melissa Keir

Author:Melissa Keir
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Melissa Keir
Published: 2021-03-18T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

Sadly, Marcus had been right. His phone had pinged all night with calls and texts, and he was positive hers had, too. He’d given up and finally turned his off, just so he could get some sleep. Reluctantly, he’d left Carlie alone that night. While she had told her dad they spent most nights together, he didn’t want to tempt fate. Since the first time he spotted her at the table during the auction, he’d been rock-hard from wanting her. The passionate kiss at the café hadn’t made it easier. Knowing she was a virgin almost made him explode.

Only one week into their “engagement,” and he’d given up on a full-night’s sleep.

She’d looked adorable wearing cowboy boots and his hat, watching him ride, but her in the leotard, showing a group of five-year-olds how to twirl had him grinning. They’d spent a good deal of time together. Enough for him to know how much he cared about her. Could it be love? I wish I could talk to my momma about it. Instinctively, he brushed his hand across the cross under his shirt. He needed her wisdom.

Leaving Café French, Marcus’s stomach growled. He’d yet to have breakfast, and the blueberry and white-chocolate muffin was calling his name.

“Mr. Wilson. Mr. Wilson.”

He spun and saw Carlie’s father’s assistant running toward him.

“I’m glad I caught you. Mr. Fulton wants to speak with you.”

Marcus glanced around for her father but didn’t see him. “Where is he?”

“He’s waiting in the car.” The man pointed. “Back there. If you’ll follow me.”

As he walked behind the other man, Marcus was glad Carlie wasn’t with him. Her father had been on her case since they’d announced the engagement. He’d tried everything to get her to go back to New York, from threatening to take away her money—an idle threat—to getting her mother on the phone. Marcus was amazed at how she’d stood up for herself. Of course, her mother hadn’t been upset in the least. She’d even offered to come help pick out a wedding dress.

He hated seeing Carlie stressed. Dark circles had formed under her eyes. Gone was the upbeat silliness of that first afternoon. She hardly smiled anymore. Maybe he could fix that by speaking with her father. Maybe he could end her problem once and for all. He needed to try.

A black Mercedes SUV idled at the curb. Mr. Fulton’s assistant opened the rear driver’s door and nodded toward the interior.

“Hold this.” Marcus tugged his hat from his head, handed his bag from the café to the assistant, and then slid into the seat. The door closed behind him.

Mr. Fulton was on his cell phone discussing a business dealing, which gave Marcus a chance to study the man who’d been putting his daughter through hell. The dark suit appeared fashionable and was probably top-of-the-line, although Marcus didn’t know a good suit from a bad one. The red striped tie stood out against the white dress shirt, but the lines around the man’s eyes and mouth spoke of sleepless nights.

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