Carter's Cowgirl by Melissa McClone

Author:Melissa McClone [McClone, Melissa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Quinn Valley Ranch, Book Eight
Publisher: Cardinal Press, LLC
Published: 2019-01-12T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

As soon as Avery closed the door to the guest room, she touched her mouth. Her lips tingled from the rock-her-world kiss in the living room. She couldn’t believe she’d told Carter to kiss her, but saying anything else hadn’t entered her mind. That should worry her more than it did, but something about the setting, the moment, the man had made kissing seem logical.

Right.

No kiss had ever felt as sweet or as perfect. She didn’t know what that meant—if anything.

He’s a client.

She lowered her fingers. Yes, she hadn’t forgotten he’d hired her to be his consultant, but she had no regrets about kissing him, which was…totally unlike her.

Weird.

Could curiosity because of her attraction have been the reason she’d wanted a kiss? Who knew?

She sure didn’t.

Tomorrow, she would deal with the consequences of locking lips with the handsome farmer. For now, the comfy bed called to her and the memory of the kiss was something to savor.

When sunlight peeked through the window blinds the next morning, Avery wanted to return to the dreamland full of hot kisses. And then she realized reality was calling. She had a job to do.

With Carter.

A frisson of worry about whether the kiss would change their working relationship made her want to crawl under the warm covers, but she got out of bed instead. She hadn’t gotten this far by hiding away. One kiss wasn’t a big deal in the grand scheme of things even if last night it had felt like…everything. In the light of day, Avery wasn’t sure how she was feeling, but if there was an issue, she would deal with it.

With him.

After dressing, she headed to the living room. Her sock-covered feet were silent against the wood floor. Pushing her feelings of uncertainty away, she forced a smile and entered the kitchen.

Carter stood at the stove with a spatula in his hand, pancakes cooking on the griddle, and Ruff at his side. That sense of normalcy loosened the tightness around her mouth.

Dressed in insulated pants and work boots, he appeared as though he’d been outside already this morning. His messy hair suggested he’d been wearing a beanie. Still, he was handsome. Nothing she saw suggested he was tense. That was a plus.

She went farther into the kitchen, passing the table set with plates, utensils, a bowl of cut fruit, a bottle of syrup, orange juice, and a container of butter. More than their breakfasts earlier in the week, but maybe he cooked like this each Saturday. This would be their first and last weekend together.

“Good morning.” She stopped next to the sink. Her stomach grumbled. “Something smells good.”

“Bacon.” As Carter looked her way, his hazel eyes lit up. “Sleep well?”

Her gaze traveled straight to his lips. The kiss might still be a big deal to her. Or at least on her mind. Not trusting her voice, she nodded, focusing on his hair.

“Me, too.” He flipped a pancake. “Though Ruff wanted out before the sun came up.”

Hearing his name, the dog panted.

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