COMING HOME - A Sweetly Sexy Contemporary Romance! by Leslie Kelly

Author:Leslie Kelly [Kelly, Leslie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LK Books
Published: 2013-11-25T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

Nicole couldn’t even remember what they talked about on the ride back to Windover. Nothing earth-shattering, certainly. Somehow she managed to respond to Wyatt’s light-hearted comments about the climate, and the ranch, and hid the fact that her whole body quivered in memory of his words.

Darkness fell as they drove, and the interior of the truck was illuminated only by the lights of the dashboard. Suddenly Nicole felt Wyatt reach toward her lap to take her fingers in his. He lifted her hand to his mouth and pressed a fleeting kiss on it, then gently lay her hand back down, all in utter silence. She wondered if she’d imagined it.

“I’m sorry,” he said quietly.

“For what?”

“For bringing up the past. I wasn’t playing fair.”

“I wasn’t aware we were playing anything,” she said.

“Sweetheart, we’ve been playing games with one another since the night you came back to town.”

Nicole turned in her seat and tucked one leg beneath the other. She studied the fine sculpted lines of Wyatt’s face, shadowed by the dim light in the truck, and wondered at his suddenly serious mood. “And would you prefer something else?”

“Maybe.”

Gathering courage, Nicole asked the question she’d wondered about for years. “Why haven’t you ever married, Wyatt? I’m sure there were plenty of women who wanted to tame you.”

He laughed softly. “There may have been a few. I came close once, a long, long time ago. Never had the urge since.”

He didn’t elaborate. Nicole had no idea whether he was referring to their own romance, or another, but she heard the wistful tone in his voice and her heart hoped he spoke of her.

“Well, we’re here,” he said.

They reached the Grange building and Wyatt swung the truck into the gravel driveway. The old building looked to be two stories tall from the outside, but inside, Nicole remembered, it was one empty, cavernous open space. She imagined they’d set up a makeshift stage. Probably there were crepe paper orange blossoms and fake trees covered with mini Christmas lights. Somehow it would look pretty in its shabbiness. The older residents would come together and pretend not to notice that the younger townspeople avoided such old-fashioned events and went into Gainesville or Ocala for some real Friday night entertainment.

The parking lot was filled, and lights shone from the front windows. Nicole heard some twangy country music coming from inside and was overwhelmed with the sense of déjà vu.

Wyatt started to swing the truck into a parking place toward the back of the lot, but Nicole reached across and placed her hand on his arm. “No. This isn’t right.”

“Why not? I thought it was what you wanted?”

“No, Wyatt, please. Please drive around back.”

Wyatt stared at her steadily for a few seconds before doing as she asked. He drove the truck through some high grass on the side of the building, through some ruts where there had once been a dirt driveway, and pulled behind a thick copse of trees on the back end of the property. They

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