Caught Up in a Cowboy by Jennie Marts

Author:Jennie Marts [Marts, Jennie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2018-03-12T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

The next day, Quinn’s mood fluctuated from happy to cranky to brooding because she couldn’t stop thinking about Rock and what their future did, or didn’t, hold.

She’d messed up an order, adding caramel sauce to a coffee when the customer had requested whipped cream, and poured a cup to overflowing as her thoughts wandered. Her mood shifted from pensive to giddy, and she was sure she probably looked like an idiot, walking around the coffee shop all morning with a grin on her face one minute and a scowl the next.

Despite her moodiness, she was surprised at how quickly the day had flown by.

She wasn’t even tired. Although she should be.

She’d stayed up late the night before, trying to focus on a book, but actually obsessively checking her phone for a message from Rock.

He’d texted her a little after eleven, telling her he couldn’t get her out of his mind and he had to see her.

Ten minutes later, he’d been at her window and snuck into her room again. They had spent the rest of the night in her bed, and on her floor, and against the wall of her closet.

Another smile spread across her face as she thought about that first moment when he had climbed through the window and had his hands and mouth on her before she even had time to think. At least that time, she’d locked the door before he’d shown up.

“You sure are in a funny mood today,” her coworker Carrie said as she stacked the counter with a fresh supply of paper cups to replenish the ones they’d used that morning. “You either seem kind of sad or ridiculously happy.”

Quinn shrugged. “It’s a weird day. Busy then slow. But I’m fine. Just trying to stay busy.”

Carrie gave her a sideways glance. “Yeah, sure. This funny mood wouldn’t have anything to do with a certain hockey-playing cowboy that I’ve heard you’ve been seen around town with lately, would it?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” She playfully swatted her with the towel she’d been using to wipe the counters, then headed to the storeroom to get another box of coffee stirrers.

She came out a few minutes later and glanced at the clock, anxious for the last ten minutes of her shift to be over. Her car had been giving her fits again, and Rock had offered to pick her up after her shift ended.

Her body tingled at the anticipation of seeing him again.

The coffee shop was practically empty. An older couple sat by the window, quietly chatting, and one of their regulars had her laptop and a stack of notebooks spread across her normal corner table.

The only other customer was a dark-haired guy who had been at the same table for several hours. He wasn’t a local, at least not one she recognized, but his hipster outfit pegged him as a city guy. Not many of the men in Creedence wore skinny jeans, a vest over a V-neck T-shirt, and loafers with no socks.

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